A wake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah, Awake, as days of old, generations of the ages, Art not Thou it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon!
Awake, awake, put on strength, arm of Yahweh! Awake, as in the days of old, the generations of ancient times. Isn’t it you who cut Rahab in pieces, who pierced the monster?
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