²² Out of the north comes golden splendor;
    God is clothed with ^(A)awesome majesty.

104 ^(A)Bless the Lord, O my soul!
    O Lord my God, you are ^(B)very great!
^(C)You are clothed with splendor and majesty,

³ God came from ^(A)Teman,
    ^(B)and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah
His splendor covered the heavens,
    and the earth was full of his praise.
^4 (C)His brightness was like the light;
    rays flashed from his hand;
    and there he veiled his power.
^5 (D)Before him went pestilence,
    and plague followed ^(E)at his heels.^[a]
6 He stood ^(F)and measured the earth;
    he looked and shook the nations;
then the ^(G)eternal mountains ^(H)were scattered;
    the everlasting hills sank low.
    His were ^(I)the everlasting ways.
⁷ I saw the tents of ^(J)Cushan in affliction;
    ^(K)the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
^8 (L)Was your wrath against the rivers, O Lord?
    Was your anger against the rivers,
    ^(M)or your indignation against the sea,
^(N)when you rode on your horses,
    ^(O)on your chariot of salvation?
⁹ You stripped the sheath from your bow,
    calling for many arrows.^[b] Selah
    ^(P)You split the earth with rivers.
^10 (Q)The mountains saw you and writhed;
    the raging waters swept on;
^(R)the deep gave forth its voice;
    ^(S)it lifted its hands on high.
^11 (T)The sun and moon stood still in their place
    ^(U)at the light of your arrows as they sped,
    at the flash of your glittering spear.
^12 (V)You marched through the earth in fury;
    ^(W)you threshed the nations in anger.
^13 (X)You went out for the salvation of your people,
    for the salvation of ^(Y)your anointed.
^(Z)You crushed the head of the house of the wicked,
    laying him bare from thigh to neck.^[c] Selah
¹⁴ You pierced with his own arrows the heads of his warriors,
    who came like a whirlwind to scatter me,
    rejoicing as if to devour the poor in secret.
^15 (AA)You trampled the sea with your horses,
    the surging of mighty waters.

¹⁷ Though the fig tree should not blossom,
    nor fruit be on the vines,
the produce of the olive fail
    and the fields yield no food,
the flock be cut off from the fold
    and there be no herd in the stalls,
^18 (AF)yet I will rejoice in the Lord;
    ^(AG)I will take joy in the God of my salvation.
¹⁹ God, the Lord, is my strength;
    ^(AH)he makes my feet like the deer's;
    he makes me ^(AI)tread on my ^(AJ)high places.

^3 (A)The Lord is slow to anger and ^(B)great in power,
    and ^(C)the Lord will by no means clear the guilty.
^(D)His way is in whirlwind and storm,
    and the clouds are the dust of his feet.

²³ The north wind brings forth rain,
    and a backbiting tongue, angry looks.