The Lord’s voice frightens the deer. He destroys the forests. In his temple everyone shouts, “Glory to God!”
God, in your Temple we remember your loving kindness.
Lord, I love the house where you live, the place where your glory is.
That evil was like a small fire that started among the weeds and thorns and then spread to the larger bushes in the forest. Finally, it became a giant fire, and everything went up in smoke.
Yes, I have seen you in your Temple. I have seen your strength and glory.