Praise Him with the timbrel and dance; praise Him with strings and pipes.
Let them praise His name in the dance; let them sing praise to Him with the timbrel and lyre.
For Jehovah will save me; yea, we will play my songs all the days of our life, at the house of Jehovah.
And the sister of Aaron, Miriam the prophetess, took the timbrel in her hand, and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances.
I will sing a new song to You, O God; I will sing praises to You on a harp of ten strings
on the ten strings, and on the harp; on the lyre with sounding music.
And my lyre has turned to mourning, and My flute vibrates to the sound of weeping.
All Your garments smell of myrrh and aloes and cassia out of ivory palaces; by strings of a harp they make You glad.
Give thanks to Jehovah with the lyre; sing to Him with a harp of ten strings.
They lift up voice at the timbrel and lyre, and rejoice at the sound of the flute.
Jehovah the Lord is my might, and He sets my feet like hinds’ feet, and He will make me to walk on my high places. To the chief singer, on my stringed instruments.