New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition
The Voice of God in a Great Storm
A Psalm of David.
1 Ascribe to the Lord, O heavenly beings,[a]
ascribe to the Lord glory and strength.(A)
2 Ascribe to the Lord the glory of his name;
worship the Lord in holy splendor.(B)
3 The voice of the Lord is over the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
the Lord, over mighty waters.(C)
4 The voice of the Lord is powerful;
the voice of the Lord is full of majesty.(D)
5 The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars;
the Lord breaks the cedars of Lebanon.(E)
6 He makes Lebanon skip like a calf
and Sirion like a young wild ox.(F)
7 The voice of the Lord flashes forth flames of fire.
8 The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness;
the Lord shakes the wilderness of Kadesh.(G)
9 The voice of the Lord causes the oaks to whirl[b]
and strips the forest bare,
and in his temple all say, “Glory!”(H)
10 The Lord sits enthroned over the flood;
the Lord sits enthroned as king forever.(I)
11 May the Lord give strength to his people!
May the Lord bless his people with peace!(J)
Thanksgiving for Recovery from Grave Illness
A Psalm. A Song at the dedication of the temple. Of David.
1 I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up
and did not let my foes rejoice over me.(K)
2 O Lord my God, I cried to you for help,
and you have healed me.(L)
3 O Lord, you brought up my soul from Sheol,
restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.[c](M)
4 Sing praises to the Lord, O you his faithful ones,
and give thanks to his holy name.(N)
5 For his anger is but for a moment;
his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may linger for the night,
but joy comes with the morning.(O)
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity,
“I shall never be moved.”
7 By your favor, O Lord,
you had established me as a strong mountain;
you hid your face;
I was dismayed.(P)
8 To you, O Lord, I cried,
and to the Lord I made supplication:
9 “What profit is there in my death,
if I go down to the Pit?
Will the dust praise you?
Will it tell of your faithfulness?(Q)
10 Hear, O Lord, and be gracious to me!
O Lord, be my helper!”[d]
11 You have turned my mourning into dancing;
you have taken off my sackcloth
and clothed me with joy,(R)
12 so that my soul[e] may praise you and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.(S)
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