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Awake, awake put on strength, O arm of Yahweh, Awake, As in days of old, The generations of bygone ages: Art not thou that which - Hewed down Rahab, Piercing the Crocodile?

Art not thou that which dried up - The Sea, The waters of the mighty Deep, - That which made of the abysses of the sea a road for the passing over of the redeemed?

Therefore, the ransomed of Yahweh, shall again come unto Zion, with shouts of triumph, With gladness age-abiding on their head, - Joy, and gladness, shall overtake them . Sorrow and sighing have fled away.