⁸ ‘Arise, Lord,^(A) and come to your resting place,
    you and the ark of your might.

¹² Woe to the many nations that rage^(A)—
    they rage like the raging sea!^(B)
Woe to the peoples who roar^(C)—
    they roar like the roaring of great waters!^(D)
13 Although the peoples roar^(E) like the roar of surging waters,
    when he rebukes^(F) them they flee^(G) far away,
driven before the wind like chaff^(H) on the hills,
    like tumbleweed before a gale.^(I)
14 In the evening, sudden^(J) terror!^(K)
    Before the morning, they are gone!^(L)
This is the portion of those who loot us,
    the lot of those who plunder us.