^9 (A)Awake, awake, ^(B)put on strength,
O arm of the Lord!
Awake ^(C)as in the ancient days,
In the generations of old.
^(D)Are You not the arm that cut ^(E)Rahab apart,
And wounded the ^(F)serpent?

¹⁰ Are You not the One who ^(G)dried up the sea,
The waters of the great deep;
That made the depths of the sea a road
For the redeemed to cross over?
¹¹ So ^(H)the ransomed of the Lord shall return,
And come to Zion with singing,
With everlasting joy on their heads.
They shall obtain joy and gladness;
Sorrow and sighing shall flee away.