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The stouthearted were stripped of their spoil;
    they sank into sleep;
all the men of war
    were unable to use their hands.
At thy rebuke, O God of Jacob,
    both rider and horse lay stunned.

But thou, terrible art thou!
    Who can stand before thee
    when once thy anger is roused?

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The valiant(A) lie plundered,
    they sleep their last sleep;(B)
not one of the warriors
    can lift his hands.
At your rebuke,(C) God of Jacob,
    both horse and chariot(D) lie still.

It is you alone who are to be feared.(E)
    Who can stand(F) before you when you are angry?(G)

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