Isaiah 51:9
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah, Awake, as `in' days of old, generations of the ages, Art not Thou it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon!
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah, Awake, as `in' days of old, generations of the ages, Art not Thou it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon!
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10Art not Thou it that is drying up a sea, Waters of a great deep? That hath made deep places of a sea A way for the passing of the redeemed?
9Thou `art' ruler over the pride of the sea, In the lifting up of its billows Thou dost restrain them.
10Thou hast bruised Rahab, as one wounded. With the arm of Thy strength Thou hast scattered Thine enemies.
1In that day lay a charge doth Jehovah, With his sword -- the sharp, and the great, and the strong, On leviathan -- a fleeing serpent, And on leviathan -- a crooked serpent, And He hath slain the dragon that `is' in the sea.
11Why dost Thou turn back Thy hand, Even Thy right hand? From the midst of Thy bosom remove `it'.
12And God `is' my king of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth.
13Thou hast broken by Thy strength a sea-`monster', Thou hast shivered Heads of dragons by the waters,
14Thou hast broken the heads of leviathan, Thou makest him food, For the people of the dry places.
15Thou hast cleaved a fountain and a stream, Thou hast dried up perennial flowings.
23Stir up -- why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? Awake, cast us not off for ever.
19But Thou hast smitten us in a place of dragons, And dost cover us over with death-shade.
17Stir thyself, stir thyself, rise, Jerusalem, Who hast drunk from the hand of Jehovah The cup of His fury, The goblet, the cup of trembling, thou hast drunk, Thou hast wrung out.
3Speak, and thou hast said: Thus said the Lord Jehovah: Lo, I `am' against thee, Pharaoh king of Egypt! The great dragon that is crouching in the midst of his floods, Who hath said, My flood `is' my own, And I -- I have made it `for' myself.
8Awake, mine honour, awake, psaltery and harp, I awake the morning dawn.
1Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion, Put on the garments of thy beauty, Jerusalem -- the Holy City; For enter no more into thee again, Do the uncircumcised and unclean.
6Rise, O Jehovah, in Thine anger, Be lifted up at the wrath of mine adversaries, And awake Thou for me: Judgment Thou hast commanded:
7Praise ye Jehovah from the earth, Dragons and all deeps,
6Thy right hand, O Jehovah, Is become honourable in power; Thy right hand, O Jehovah, Doth crush an enemy.
7And in the abundance of Thine excellency Thou throwest down Thy withstanders, Thou sendest forth Thy wrath -- It consumeth them as stubble.
9Proclaim ye this among nations, Sanctify a war, stir up the mighty ones, Come nigh, come up, let all the men of war.
10Beat your ploughshares to swords, And your pruning-hooks to javelins, Let the weak say, `I `am' mighty.'
11Haste, and come in, all ye nations round, And be gathered together, Thither cause to come down, O Jehovah, Thy mighty ones.
8Arise, O Jehovah, to Thy rest, Thou, and the ark of Thy strength,
13Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,
4Without punishment they run and prepare themselves, Stir up to meet me, and see.
5And Thou, Jehovah, God of Hosts, God of Israel, Awake to inspect all the nations. Favour not any treacherous dealers of iniquity. Selah.
13Thou hast an arm with might, Strong is Thy hand -- high Thy right hand.
23Stir up, and wake to my judgment, My God, and my Lord, to my plea.
20An axe `art' thou to me -- weapons of war, And I have broken in pieces by thee nations, And I have destroyed by thee kingdoms,
8For as a garment eat them doth a moth, And as wool eat them doth a worm, And My righteousness is to the age, And My salvation to all generations.
65And the Lord waketh as a sleeper, As a mighty one crying aloud from wine.
9And an arm like God hast thou? And with a voice like Him dost thou thunder?
5And I look attentively, and there is none helping, And I am astonished that there is none supporting, And give salvation to me doth mine own arm. And my wrath -- it hath supported me.
5Spoiled themselves have the mighty of heart, They have slept their sleep, And none of the men of might found their hands.
15And I `am' Jehovah thy God, Quieting the sea, when its billows roar, Jehovah of Hosts `is' His name.
27Lift ye up an ensign in the land, Blow a trumpet among nations, Sanctify against it nations, Summon against it the kingdoms of Ararat, Minni, and Ashkenaz, Appoint against it an infant head, Cause the horse to ascend as the rough cankerworm.
7Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies `on' the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
21For as `at' mount Perazim rise doth Jehovah, As `at' the valley in Gibeon He is troubled, To do His work -- strange `is' His work, And to do His deed -- strange `is' His deed.'
2O Jehovah, favour us, for thee we have waited, Be their arm, in the mornings, Yea, our salvation in time of adversity.
6For a nation hath come up on my land, Strong, and there is no number, Its teeth `are' the teeth of a lion, And it hath the jaw-teeth of a lioness.
5What -- to thee, O sea, that thou fleest? O Jordan, thou turnest back!
9Who is brightening up the spoiled against the strong, And the spoiled against a fortress cometh.
10Jehovah hath made bare His holy arm Before the eyes of all the nations, And seen have all the ends of the earth, The salvation of our God.
1Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down -- his tongue?
2Who stirred up from the east a righteous one? He calleth him to His foot, He giveth before him nations, And kings He causeth him to rule, He giveth `them' as dust `to' his sword, As driven stubble `to' his bow.
11Cleanse ye the arrows, fill the shields, Stirred up hath Jehovah the spirit of the kings of Madia, For against Babylon His device `is' to destroy it, For the vengeance of Jehovah it `is', The vengeance of His temple.
15Thou hast redeemed with strength Thy people, The sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
10None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who `is' he before Me stationeth himself?
13Jehovah as a mighty one goeth forth. As a man of war He stirreth up zeal, He crieth, yea, He shrieketh, Against His enemies He showeth Himself mighty.
5Near `is' My righteousness, Gone out hath My salvation and Mine arms, Peoples they judge, on Me isles do wait, Yea, on Mine arm they do wait with hope.