CHAPTER 118
They swarmed around me
like bees;
they were extinguished
like a fire
of thorns;
in the name
of the LORD
I will surely
cut them off.
Shouts
of joy
and salvation
resound in the tents
of the righteous:
“The right hand
of the LORD
performs
with valor!
The LORD
is God
and has made His light shine
upon us.
Bind
the festival sacrifice
with cords
to
the horns
of the altar.