A wake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah; awake, as in the days of old, the generations of passed ages. Is it not thou that hath hewn Rahab in pieces, pierced the monster?
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the Lord. Awake as in the days of old, as You did with the people who lived long ago. Was it not You Who cut Rahab in pieces, and Who cut through the big dragon?
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