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4-8You’re my King, O God—command victories for Jacob!With your help we’ll wipe out our enemies,in your name we’ll stomp them to dust.I don’t trust in weapons;my sword won’t save me—But it’s you, you who saved us from the enemy;you made those who hate us lose face.All day we parade God’s praise—we thank you by name over and over.

9-12But now you’ve walked off and left us,you’ve disgraced us and won’t fight for us.You made us turn tail and run;those who hate us have cleaned us out.You delivered us as sheep to the butcher,you scattered us to the four winds.You sold your people at a discount—you made nothing on the sale.

23-26Get up, God! Are you going to sleep all day?Wake up! Don’t you care what happens to us?Why do you bury your face in the pillow?Why pretend things are just fine with us?And here we are—flat on our faces in the dirt,held down with a boot on our necks.Get up and come to our rescue.If you love us so much, Help us!

1-4Hallelujah!Sing to God a brand-new song,praise him in the company of all who love him.Let all Israel celebrate their Sovereign Creator,Zion’s children exult in their King.Let them praise his name in dance;strike up the band and make great music!And why? Because God delights in his people,adorns plain folk with salvation garlands!

5-9Let true lovers break out in praise,sing out from wherever they’re sitting,Shout the high praises of God,brandish their swords in the wild sword-dance—A portent of vengeance on the God-defying nations,a signal that punishment’s coming,Their kings chained and hauled off to jail,their leaders behind bars for good,The judgment on them carried out to the letter—and all who love God in the seat of honor!Hallelujah!

19-23Blessed be the Lord—day after day he carries us along.He’s our Savior, our God, oh yes!He’s God-for-us, he’s God-who-saves-us.Lord God knows alldeath’s ins and outs.What’s more, he made heads roll,split the skulls of the enemyAs he marched out of heaven,saying, "I tied up the Dragon in knots,put a muzzle on the Deep Blue Sea."You can wade through your enemies’ blood,and your dogs taste of your enemies from your boots.

24-31See God on paradeto the sanctuary, my God,my King on the march!Singers out front, the band behind,maidens in the middle with castanets.The whole choir blesses God.Like a fountain of praise, Israel blesses God.Look—little Benjamin’s outfront and leadingPrinces of Judah in their royal robes,princes of Zebulun, princes of Naphtali.Parade your power, O God,the power, O God, that made us what we are.Your temple, High God, is Jerusalem;kings bring gifts to you.Rebuke that old crocodile, Egypt,with her herd of wild bulls and calves,Rapacious in her lust for silver,crushing peoples, spoiling for a fight.Let Egyptian traders bring blue clothand Cush come running to God, her hands outstretched.

35A terrible beauty, O God,streams from your sanctuary.It’s Israel’s strong God! He givespower and might to his people!O you, his people—bless God!

1,2On your feet now—applaud God!Bring a gift of laughter,sing yourselves into his presence.

3Know this: God is God, and God, God.He made us; we didn’t make him.We’re his people, his well-tended sheep.

4Enter with the password: "Thank you!"Make yourselves at home, talking praise.Thank him. Worship him.

1-3Thank you! Everything in me says "Thank you!"Angels listen as I sing my thanks.I kneel in worship facing your holy templeand say it again: "Thank you!"Thank you for your love,thank you for your faithfulness;Most holy is your name,most holy is your Word.The moment I called out, you stepped in;you made my life large with strength.

4-6When they hear what you have to say, God,all earth’s kings will say "Thank you."They’ll sing of what you’ve done:"How great the glory of God!"And here’s why: God, high above, sees far below;no matter the distance, he knows everything about us.

7,8When I walk into the thick of trouble,keep me alive in the angry turmoil.With one handstrike my foes,With your other handsave me.Finish what you started in me, God.Your love is eternal—don’t quit on me now.

9-13Oh, visit the earth,ask her to join the dance!Deck her out in spring showers,fill the God-River with living water.Paint the wheat fields golden.Creation was made for this!Drench the plowed fields,soak the dirt clodsWith rainfall as harrow and rakebring her to blossom and fruit.Snow-crown the peaks with splendor,scatter rose petals down your paths,All through the wild meadows, rose petals.Set the hills to dancing,Dress the canyon walls with live sheep,a drape of flax across the valleys.Let them shout, and shout, and shout!Oh, oh, let them sing!