8Was Yahweh displeased with the rivers? Was your anger against the rivers, Or your wrath against the sea, That you rode on your horses, On your chariots of salvation?
9You uncovered your bow. You called for your sworn arrows. Selah. You split the earth with rivers.
10The mountains saw you, and were afraid. The tempest of waters passed by. The deep roared and lifted up its hands on high.
11The sun and moon stood still in the sky, At the light of your arrows as they went, At the shining of your glittering spear.
12You marched through the land in wrath. You threshed the nations in anger.
13You went forth for the salvation of your people, For the salvation of your anointed. You crushed the head of the land of wickedness. You stripped them head to foot. Selah.
14You pierced the heads of his warriors with their own spears. They came as a whirlwind to scatter me, Gloating as if to devour the wretched in secret.
