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3.3 :God cometh from Teman,
 * And the Holy One from mount Paran.Selah
 * His glory covereth the heavens,
 * And the earth is full of His praise.
 * And a brightness appeareth as the light;
 * Rays hath He at His side;
 * And there is the hiding of His power.
 * Before Him goeth the pestilence,
 * And fiery bolts go forth at His feet.
 * He standeth, and shaketh the earth,
 * He beholdeth, and maketh the nations to tremble;
 * And the everlasting mountains are dashed in pieces,
 * The ancient hills do bow;
 * His goings are as of old.
 * I see the tents of Cushan in affliction;
 * The curtains of the land of Midian do tremble.
 * Is it, O, that against the rivers,
 * Is it that Thine anger is kindled against the rivers,
 * Or Thy wrath against the sea?
 * That thou dost ride upon Thy horses,
 * Upon Thy chariots of victory?
 * Thy bow is made quite bare;
 * Sworn are the rods of the word.
 * Selah
 * Thou dost cleave the earth with rivers.
 * The mountains have seen Thee, and they tremble;
 * The tempest of waters floweth over;
 * The deep uttereth its voice,
 * And lifteth up its hands on high
 * The sun and moon stand still in their habitation;
 * At the light of Thine arrows as they go,
 * At the shining of Thy glittering spear.
 * Thou marchest through the earth in indignation,
 * Thou threshest the nations in anger.
 * Thou art come forth for the deliverance of Thy people,
 * For the deliverance of Thine anointed,
 * Thou woundest the head out of the house of the wicked,
 * Uncovering the foundation even unto the neck.Selah
 * Thou hast stricken through with his own rods the head of his rulers,
 * That come as a whirlwind to scatter me;
 * Whose rejoicing is as to devour the poor secretly.
 * Thou hast trodden the sea with Thy horses,
 * The foaming of mighty waters.
 * When I heard, mine inward parts trembled,
 * My lips quivered at the voice;
 * Rottenness entereth into my bones,
 * And I tremble where I stand;
 * That I should wait for the day of trouble,
 * When he cometh up against the people that he invadeth.
 * For though the fig-tree shall not blossom,
 * Neither shall fruit be in the vines;
 * The labour of the olive shall fail,
 * And the fields shall yield no food;
 * The flock shall be cut off from the fold,
 * And there shall be no herd in the stalls;
 * Yet I will rejoice in the ,
 * I will exult in the God of my salvation.
 * , the Lord, is my strength,
 * And He maketh my feet like hinds' feet,
 * And He maketh me to walk upon my high places.


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