I
sing praises to the Lord
for his great victory!
He has thrown the horses
and their riders
into the sea.
The Lord is my strength,
the reason for my song,
because he has saved me.
I praise and honor the Lord--
he is my God and the God
of my ancestors.
The Lord is his name,
and he is a warrior!
He threw the chariots and army
of Egypt's king
into the Red Sea,
and he drowned the best
of the king's officers.
They sank to the bottom
just like stones.
With
the tremendous force
of your right arm, our Lord,
you crushed your enemies.
What a great victory was yours,
as you defeated everyone
who opposed you.
Your fiery anger wiped them out,
as though they were straw.
You were so furious
that the sea piled up
like a wall,
and the ocean depths
curdled like cheese.
Your
enemies boasted
that they would
pursue and capture us,
divide up our possessions,
treat us as they wished,
then take out their swords
and kill us right there.
But when you got furious,
they sank like lead,
swallowed by ocean waves.
Our
Lord, no other gods
compare with you--
Majestic and holy!
Fearsome and glorious!
Miracle worker!
When you signaled
with your right hand,
your enemies were swallowed
deep into the earth.
The
people you rescued
were led by your powerful love
to your holy place.
Nations learned of this
and trembled--
Philistines shook with horror.
The leaders of Edom and of Moab
were terrified.
Everyone in Canaan fainted,
struck down by fear.
Our Lord, your powerful arm
kept them still as a rock
until the people you rescued
for your very own
had marched by.
You
will let your people settle
on your chosen mountain,
where you built your home
and your temple.
Our Lord, you will rule forever!