Psalms 60

1 To the chief Musician. On Shushan. Testimony. Michtam of David; to teach: when he strove with the Syrians of Mesopotamia, and the Syrians of Zobah, and Joab returned, and smote the Edomites in the valley of salt, twelve thousand. O God, thou hast cast us off, thou hast scattered us, thou hast been displeased: restore us again.

O GOD, thou hast cast us off, thou hast scattered us, thou hast been displeased; O turn thyself to us again.

2 Thou hast made the earth to tremble, thou hast rent it: heal the breaches thereof; for it shaketh.

Thou hast made the earth to tremble; thou hast broken it: heal the breaches thereof; for it shaketh.

3 Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us to drink the wine of bewilderment.

Thou hast shewed thy people hard things: thou hast made us to drink the wine of astonishment.

4 Thou hast given a banner to them that fear thee, that it may be displayed because of the truth, (Selah)

Thou hast given a banner to them that fear thee, that it may be displayed because of the truth. (Selah)

5 That thy beloved ones may be delivered. Save with thy right hand, and answer me.

That thy beloved may be delivered; save with thy right hand, and hear me.

6 God hath spoken in his holiness: I will exult, I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.

God hath spoken in his holiness; I will rejoice, I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.

7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine, and Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;

Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the strength of mine head; Judah is my lawgiver;

8 Moab is my wash-pot; upon Edom will I cast my sandal; Philistia, shout aloud because of me.

Moab is my washpot; over Edom will I cast out my shoe: Philistia, triumph thou because of me.

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

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

10 [Wilt] not thou, O God, who didst cast us off? and didst not go forth, O God, with our armies?

Wilt not thou, O God, which hadst cast us off? and thou, O God, which didst not go out with our armies?

11 Give us help from trouble; for vain is man's deliverance.

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

12 Through God we shall do valiantly; and he it is that will tread down our adversaries.

Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our enemies.