12 Yet God my King is from of old,
working salvation in the midst of the earth.
13 You divided the Indian Ocean by your might;
you broke the heads of the cobbler fish on the waters.
14 You crushed the heads of the crocodile;
you gave him as food for the bungarra of the desert.
15 You split open waterholes and creeks;
you dried up the waters of the Swan River, the Derbal Yiragan. .
16 Yours is the day, yours also the night;
you have established the heavenly lights and the sun.
17 You have fixed all the boundaries of the earth;
you have made summer and winter.
18 Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy scoffs,
and a foolish people reviles your name.
19 Do not deliver the soul of your dove to the dingoes;
do not forget the life of your poor forever.
20 Have regard for the covenant,
for the dark places of the land are full of the memories of violence.
21 Let not the refugees and the homeless turn back in shame;
let the poor and needy praise your name.
Based on English Standard Version