1God answer you on the day you crash, The name God-of-Jacob put you out of harm's reach,
2Send reinforcements from Holy Hill, Dispatch from Zion fresh supplies,
3Exclaim over your offerings, Celebrate your sacrifices,
4Give you what your heart desires, Accomplish your plans.
5When you win, we plan to raise the roof and lead the parade with our banners. May all your wishes come true!
6That clinches it - help's coming, an answer's on the way, everything's going to work out.
7See those people polishing their chariots, and those others grooming their horses? But we're making garlands for God our God.
8The chariots will rust, those horses pull up lame - and we'll be on our feet, standing tall.
9Make the king a winner, God; the day we call, give us your answer.