“Yes, Adonai will judge his people,
Taking pity on his servants,
When he sees that their strength is gone,
That no one is left, slave or free,
Then he will ask, “Where are their gods,
The rock in whom they trusted?
Who ate the fat of their sacrifices
And drank the wine of their drink offering?
Let him get up and help you,
Let him protect you!
See now that I, yes, I, am he;
And there is no god beside me.
I put to death, and I make alive;
I wound and I heal;
No one saves anyone from my hand!
For I lift up my hand to heaven and swear;
“As surely as I am alive forever,
If I sharpen my flashing sword
And set my hand to judgment,
I will render vengeance to my foes,
Repay those who hate me,
I will make my arrows drunk with blood,
My sword will devour flesh;
The blood of the slain and the captives,
Flesh from the wild-haired heads of the enemy.”
“Sing out you nations, about his people!
For he will avenge the blood of his servants.
He will render vengeance to his adversaries
And make atonement of the land of his people.”
THIS IS THE SONG OF MOSES