Awake, my soul; awake, lyre and harp! I will wake the dawn.
Of David. I thank you, Lord, with all my heart; in the presence of the angels to you I sing.
and saved me from my enemies, Truly you have elevated me above my opponents, from a man of lawlessness you have rescued me.
Why do the nations protest and the peoples conspire in vain?
That I may come to the altar of God, to God, my joy, my delight. Then I will praise you with the harp, O God, my God.
Tell his glory among the nations; among all peoples, his marvelous deeds.
but so that the Gentiles might glorify God for his mercy. As it is written: “Therefore, I will praise you among the Gentiles and sing praises to your name.”
Awake, awake, Deborah! Awake, awake, strike up a song! Arise, Barak! Take captive your captors, son of Abinoam!