So many are telling me, “God can't save you!” Selah.
If the Lord hadn't been for us, what would have happened when people came and attacked us?
People who see me mock me. They laugh at me and shake their heads, saying,
I cry out to the Lord for help, and he answers me from his holy mountain. Selah.
Salvation belongs to you, Lord; may you be a blessing to your people. Selah.
How long will you people ruin my reputation? How long will you love what is worthless and tell lies? Selah.
Be in awe; do not sin. When you rest, reflect on this, and keep quiet! Selah.
The mocking of my attackers crushes my bones. They're always asking me, “Where is your God?”
My tears have been my only food, day and night, while people ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
They say, “God has given up on him. Let's go after him because there's no one to save him.”
You came out to save your people, to save your chosen people. You crushed the head of the house of the wicked, stripping him from thick to neck.
God came from Teman; the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah. His glory covered the heavens; the earth was full of his praise.
You took out your bow; you filled your quiver with arrows. Selah. You split the earth open with rivers.
