Psalms 60

1 Unto the end. For those who will be changed, with the inscription of a title, of David himself, for instruction: when he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal, and Joab turned back and struck Idumea, in the valley of the salt pits, twelve thousand men. O God, you have rejected us, and you have ruined us. You became angry, and yet you have been merciful to us.

Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine, When he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal and Joab returned and slew of Edom, in the vale of the saltpits, twelve thousand men. O God, thou hast cast us off, and hast destroyed us; thou hast been angry, and hast had mercy on us.

2 You have moved the earth, and you have disturbed it. Heal its breaches, for it has been moved.

Thou hast moved the earth, and hast troubled it: heal thou the breaches thereof, for it has been moved.

3 You have revealed to your people difficulties. You have made us drink the wine of remorse.

Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us drink wine of sorrow.

4 You have given a warning sign to those who fear you, so that they may flee from before the face of the bow, so that your beloved may be delivered.

Thou hast given a warning to them that fear thee: that they may flee from before the bow: That thy beloved may be delivered.

5 Save me with your right hand, and hear me.

Save me with thy right hand, and hear me.

6 God has spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Shechem, and I will measure the steep valley of the tabernacles.

God hath spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem; and will mete out the vale of tabernacles.

7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine. And Ephraim is the strength of my head. Judah is my king.

Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine: and Ephraim is the strength of my head. Juda is my king:

8 Moab is the cooking pot of my hope. Into Idumea, I will extend my shoe. To me, the foreigners have been made subject.

Moab is the pot of my hope. Into Edom will I stretch out my shoe: to me the foreigners are made subject.

9 Who will lead me into the fortified city? Who will lead me all the way to Idumea?

Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

10 Will not you, O God, who has rejected us? And will not you, O God, go out with our armies?

Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go out with our armies?

11 Grant us help from tribulation. For salvation from man is empty.

Give us help from trouble: for vain is the salvation of man.

12 In God, we will act virtuously. And those who trouble us, he will lead to nothing.

Through God we shall do mightily: and he shall bring to nothing them that afflict us.