I say to myself, “Wake up!” Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up the dawn!
They entered Jerusalem and went straight to the Temple of the Lord, accompanied by music from harps, lyres, and trumpets.
Praise him with the sound of the trumpet, praise him with harp and lyre!
That's why I'm so happy! That's why I am full of joy! That's why my body lives in hope!
He will hold my head high over my enemies who are all around me. I shall offer sacrifices in his house with shouts of joy, and I will sing praises to the Lord.
so I can sing praises to you and not keep quiet. Lord my God, I will thank you forever!
I will go to God's altar, to God who makes me truly happy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.
Wake up, wake up, Zion! Be strong! Put on your best clothes, Jerusalem, the holy city. Heathen foreigners won't ever enter you again.
Let Jerusalem's ruins all sing for joy for the Lord has come to care for his people; he has set Jerusalem free.
That's why I'm so happy! That's why my words are full of joy! That's why my body lives in hope!
‘Wake up, Deborah, wake up! Wake up, wake up, sing a song! Get up, Barak! Capture your prisoners, son of Abinoam.’