Psalms 60

1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A Miktam of David for instruction. When he fought Aram-naharaim and Aram-zobah, and Joab returned and struck down 12,000 Edomites in the Valley of Salt. You have rejected us, O God; You have broken us; You have been angry; restore us!

TO THE OVERSEER. [SET] ON “LILY OF TESTIMONY.” A MIKTAM OF DAVID, TO TEACH, IN HIS STRIVING WITH ARAM-NAHARAIM AND WITH ARAM-ZOBAH, WHEN JOAB TURNS BACK AND STRIKES EDOM IN THE VALLEY OF SALT—TWELVE THOUSAND. O God, You had cast us off, You had broken us—had been angry! You turn back to us.

2 You have shaken the land and torn it open. Heal its fractures, for it is quaking.

You have caused the land to tremble, You have broken it, Heal its breaches, for it has moved.

3 You have shown Your people hardship; we are staggered from the wine You made us drink.

You have shown Your people a hard thing, You have caused us to drink wine of trembling.

4 You have raised a banner for those who fear You, that they may flee the bow.

You have given an ensign to those fearing You, To be lifted up as an ensign Because of truth. (Selah)

5 Respond and save us with Your right hand, that Your beloved may be delivered.

That Your beloved ones may be drawn out, Save [with] Your right hand, and answer us.

6 God has spoken from His sanctuary: “I will triumph! I will parcel out Shechem and apportion the Valley of Succoth.

God has spoken in His holiness: I exult—I apportion Shechem, And I measure the Valley of Succoth,

7 Gilead is Mine, and Manasseh is Mine; Ephraim is My helmet, Judah is My scepter.

Gilead [is] Mine, and Manasseh [is] Mine, And Ephraim [is] the strength of My head, Judah [is] My lawgiver,

8 Moab is My washbasin; upon Edom I toss My sandal; over Philistia I shout in triumph.”

Moab [is] My pot for washing, Over Edom I cast My shoe, Shout, concerning Me, O Philistia.

9 Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?

Who brings me [to] a city of bulwarks? Who has led me to Edom?

10 Have You not rejected us, O God? Will You no longer march out, O God, with our armies?

Is it not You, O God? Have You cast us off? And do You not go forth, O God, with our hosts?

11 Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless.

Give to us help from adversity, And the deliverance of man [is] vain.

12 With God we will perform with valor, and He will trample our enemies.

We do mightily in God, And He treads down our adversaries!