2 Lord, I have heard of your fame;I stand in awe of your deeds, Lord.Repeat them in our day,in our time make them known;in wrath remember mercy.
3 God came from Teman,the Holy One from Mount Paran.His glory covered the heavensand his praise filled the earth.
4 His splendour was like the sunrise;rays flashed from his hand,where his power was hidden.
5 Plague went before him;pestilence followed his steps.
6 He stood, and shook the earth;he looked, and made the nations tremble.The ancient mountains crumbledand the age-old hills collapsed –but he marches on for ever.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in distress,the dwellings of Midian in anguish.
8 Were you angry with the rivers, Lord?Was your wrath against the streams?Did you rage against the seawhen you rode your horsesand your chariots to victory?