The Lord gives the command; great is the company of those who bore the tidings:
"The kings of the armies, they flee, they flee!" The women at home divide the spoil,
though they stay among the sheepfolds— the wings of a dove covered with silver, its pinions with green gold.
When the Almighty scattered kings there, snow fell on Zalmon.
O mighty mountain, mountain of Bashan; O many-peaked mountain, mountain of Bashan!
Why do you look with envy, O many-peaked mountain, at the mount that God desired for his abode, where the Lord will reside forever?
With mighty chariotry, twice ten thousand, thousands upon thousands, the Lord came from Sinai into the holy place.
You ascended the high mount, leading captives in your train and receiving gifts from people, even from those who rebel against the Lord God's abiding there.
Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears us up; God is our salvation. (Selah)
Our God is a God of salvation, and to God, the Lord, belongs escape from death.
But God will shatter the heads of his enemies, the hairy crown of those who walk in their guilty ways.
The Lord said, "I will bring them back from Bashan, I will bring them back from the depths of the sea,
so that you may bathe your feet in blood, so that the tongues of your dogs may have their share from the foe."
Your solemn processions are seen, O God, the processions of my God, my King, into the sanctuary—
the singers in front, the musicians last, between them girls playing tambourines: