Ascribe to the Lord, you sons of the mighty.
The voice of the Lord is on the waters.

The God of glory thunders.
The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars,
and makes the cedars of Lebanon skip like a calf,
like a young, wild ox,
like flashes of fire
which shake the wilderness.
He breaks the oaks into pieces,
and strips the forests bare.

The Lord sat enthroned at the flood
as the eternal king.