11
Then my afflicted shouted for joy, and my weak ones cried aloud, but they were astonished; these lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
12
The sons of the damsels have pierced them through, and wounded them as fugitives' children; they perished by the battle of the Lord.
13
"I will sing unto the Lord a new song: O Lord, Thou art great and glorious, wonderful in strength, and invincible.
14
Let all creatures serve Thee; for Thou spokest, and they were made; Thou didst send forth Thy Spirit, and It created them; and there is none that can resist Thy voice.
15
For the mountains shall be moved from their foundations with the waters; the rocks shall melt as wax at Thy presence; yet Thou art merciful to them that fear Thee.
Third Millennium Bible (TMB), New Authorized Version, Copyright 1998 by Deuel Enterprises, Inc., Gary, SD 57237. All rights reserved.