Psalms 60
1 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.
“For the leader of the music; upon the Shushan-Eduth; a psalm of David for instruction; when he was at strife with the Syrians of Mesopotamia, and the Syrians of Zoba; when Joab returned, and smote twelve thousand Edomites in the valley of Salt.” O God! thou hast forsaken us; thou hast broken us in pieces; Thou hast been angry! O revive us again!
2 Thou hast moved the earth, and hast troubled it: heal thou the breaches thereof, for it has been moved.
Thou hast made the land tremble; thou hast rent it; O heal its breaches, for it tottereth!
3 Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us drink wine of sorrow.
Thou hast caused thy people to see hard things; Thou hast made us drink the wine of reeling.
4 Thou hast given a warning to them that fear thee: that they may flee from before the bow: That thy beloved may be delivered.
Lift up a banner for them that fear thee, For the sake of thy faithfulness, that they may escape!
5 Save me with thy right hand, and hear me.
That thy beloved may be delivered, Save with thy right hand, and answer me!
6 God hath spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem; and will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
God promiseth in his holiness; I will rejoice; I shall yet divide Shechem, And measure out the valley of Succoth.
7 Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine: and Ephraim is the strength of my head. Juda is my king:
Gilead shall be mine, and mine Manasseh; Ephraim shall be my helmet, And Judah my sceptre;
8 Moab is the pot of my hope. Into Edom will I stretch out my shoe: to me the foreigners are made subject.
Moab shall be my wash-bowl; Upon Edom shall I cast my shoe; I shall triumph over Philistia!
9 Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
Who will bring me to the strong city? Who will lead me into Edom?
10 Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go out with our armies?
Wilt not thou, O God! who didst forsake us, And didst not go forth with our armies?
11 Give us help from trouble: for vain is the salvation of man.
Give us thine aid in our distress, For vain is the help of man!
12 Through God we shall do mightily: and he shall bring to nothing them that afflict us.
Through God we shall do valiantly; For he will tread down our enemies.
