⁸ Let the floods clap their hands: let the hills be joyful together

¹² For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.

¹² And he brought forth the king's son, and put the crown upon him, and gave him the testimony; and they made him king, and anointed him; and they clapped their hands, and said, God save the king.

¹ O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.

¹² They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness: and the little hills rejoice on every side.

¹³ The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing.

¹² The north and the south thou hast created them: Tabor and Hermon shall rejoice in thy name.

³ The floods have lifted up, O LORD, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves.