See God on paradeto the sanctuary, my God,my King on the march!Singers out front, the band behind,maidens in the middle with castanets.The whole choir blesses God.Like a fountain of praise, Israel blesses God.Look—little Benjamin’s outfront and leadingPrinces of Judah in their royal robes,princes of Zebulon, princes of Naphtali.Parade your power, O God,the power, O God, that made us what we are.Your temple, High God, is Jerusalem;kings bring gifts to you.Rebuke that old crocodile, Egypt,with her herd of wild bulls and calves,Rapacious in her lust for silver,crushing peoples, spoiling for a fight.Let Egyptian traders bring blue clothand Cush come running to God, her hands outstretched.