25 Your procession comes into view, O God,your procession into the holy place, my God and king.
26 The singers go first, the harpists follow;in their midst girls sound the timbrels.
27 In your choirs, bless God;Lord, Israel’s fountain.
28 In the lead is Benjamin, few in number;there the princes of Judah, a large throng,the princes of Zebulun, the princes of Naphtali, too.
29 Summon again, O God, your power,the divine power you once showed for us,
30 From your temple on behalf of Jerusalem,that kings may bring you tribute.
31 Roar at the wild beast of the reeds,the herd of mighty bulls, the calves of the peoples;trampling those who lust after silverscatter the peoples that delight in war.