God, when you took the lead with your people,when you marched out into the wild,Earth shook, sky broke out in a sweat;God was on the march.Even Sinai trembled at the sight of God on the move,at the sight of Israel’s God.You pour out rain in buckets, O God;thorn and cactus become an oasisFor your people to camp in and enjoy.You set them up in business;they went from rags to riches.