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!
`In Ebreu thus, To victorie, on the witnessyng of roose, the swete song of Dauid, to teche, `whanne he fauyte ayens Aram of floodis, and Sirie of Soba; and Joab turnede ayen, and smoot Edom in the `valei of salt pittis, twelue thousynde. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, To the ouercomer for lilies, the witnessing of meke and parfit Dauid, to teche, whanne he fauyte ayens Sirie of Mesopotamye, and Soba, and so forth. God, thou hast put awei vs, and thou hast distried vs; thou were wrooth, and thou hast do merci to vs.
2 You have shaken the land and torn it open. Heal its fractures, for it is quaking.
Thou mouedist the erthe, and thou disturblidist it; make thou hool the sorewis therof, for it is moued.
3 You have shown Your people hardship; we are staggered from the wine You made us drink.
Thou schewidist harde thingis to thi puple; thou yauest drynk to vs with the wyn of compunccioun.
4 You have raised a banner for those who fear You, that they may flee the bow.
Thou hast youe a signefiyng to hem that dreden thee; that thei fle fro the face of the bouwe. That thi derlyngis be delyuered;
5 Respond and save us with Your right hand, that Your beloved may be delivered.
make thou saaf with thi riyt hond `the puple of Israel, and here thou me.
6 God has spoken from His sanctuary: “I will triumph! I will parcel out Shechem and apportion the Valley of Succoth.
God spak bi his hooli; Y schal be glad, and Y schal departe Siccimam, and Y schal meete the greet valei of tabernaclis.
7 Gilead is Mine, and Manasseh is Mine; Ephraim is My helmet, Judah is My scepter.
Galaad is myn, and Manasses is myn; and Effraym is the strengthe of myn heed.
8 Moab is My washbasin; upon Edom I toss My sandal; over Philistia I shout in triumph.”
Juda is my king; Moab is the pot of myn hope. In to Idumee Y schal stretche forth my scho; aliens ben maad suget to me.
9 Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?
Who schal lede me in to a citee maad strong; who schal leede me til in to Ydumee?
10 Have You not rejected us, O God? Will You no longer march out, O God, with our armies?
Whether not thou, God, that hast put awei vs; and schalt thou not, God, go out in oure vertues?
11 Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless.
Lord, yyue thou to vs help of tribulacioun; for the heelthe of man is veyn.
12 With God we will perform with valor, and He will trample our enemies.
In God we schulen make vertu; and he schal bringe to nouyt hem that disturblen vs.
