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. On shushan eduth. A michtam of David (for teaching), when he fought with Aram-naharaim and Aram-zobah, and Joab returned and defeated twelve thousand Edomites in the Valley of Salt. O God, you have spurned and broken us, routing us in your wrath – restore us!

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

You have shaken the land and cleft it; heal its tottering breaches.

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

You have made your people drink hardship, and given us 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.

You have given those who fear you a banner, a rallying-place from the bow, (Selah)

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

for the rescue of your beloved. Save by your right hand and answer us.

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 did solemnly swear: “As victor will I divide Shechem, and mete 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:

Mine is Gilead, mine is Manasseh, Ephraim is the defence of my head, Judah my sceptre of rule,

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

Moab the pot that I wash in, Edom – I cast my shoe over it, I shout o’er Philistia in triumph.”

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

O to be brought to the fortified city! O to be led into Edom!

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

Have you not spurned us, O God? You do not march forth with our armies.

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

Grant us help from the foe, for human help is worthless.

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

With God we shall yet do bravely: he himself will tread down our foes.