Let God arise; let every enemy scatter. Let the wicked vanish like smoke before the flame. But let the righteous sing with gladness, Rejoicing in the presence of His name. He is Father to the orphan, Judge for widows, Giving lonely hearts a household and a place. He led His people through the desert, And Sinai trembled underneath His face. Blessed be the Lord who daily bears us, God of our salvation and release. His chariots are countless on the mountain; He ascends and leads captivity. The procession enters toward the sanctuary, Singers first and instruments behind. Kingdoms of the earth, lift songs before Him; Give the One who rides the heavens praise. Terrible and holy from His dwelling, God gives strength and power to His people.