Psalms 83
1 A song. A psalm of Asaph. God, please do not stay silent! You can't remain unmoved! God, you must not keep quiet!
O God, keep thou not silence. Hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God.
2 Can't you hear the roars of your enemies? Can't you see how those who hate you are defiantly lifting up their heads?
For, lo, thine enemies make a tumult, and those who hate thee have lifted up the head.
3 They invent cunning plans to conspire against your people; they plot against those you treasure.
They take crafty counsel against thy people, and consult together against thy hidden ones.
4 They say, “Come on! Let's destroy them as a nation so the name ‘Israel’ will be completely forgotten.”
They have said, Come, and let us cut them off from being a nation, that the name of Israel may be no more in remembrance.
5 They all agree in their conspiracy; they've made a treaty together to attack you—
For they have consulted together with one consent. They make a covenant against thee:
6 the people of Edom, the Ishmaelites, Moab, and the Hagirites;
the tents of Edom, and the Ishmaelites, Moab, and the Hagarenes,
7 the people of Gebal and Ammon and Amalek, Philistia, and the inhabitants of Tyre.
Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalek, Philistia with the inhabitants of Tyre,
8 Assyria too has joined them, allied with the descendants of Lot. (Selah)
Assyria also is joined with them; they have helped the sons of Lot. (Selah)
9 Do to them what you did to Midian, what you did to Sisera and Jabin at the Kishon River.
Do thou to them as to Midian, as to Sisera, as to Jabin, at the river Kishon,
10 They were destroyed at Endor and became like manure to fertilize the ground.
who perished at Endor, who became as dung for the earth.
11 Make their leaders like Oreb and Zeeb; all their rulers like Zebah and Zalmunna,
Make their ranking men like Oreb and Zeeb, yea, all their rulers like Zebah and Zalmunna,
12 for they said, “Let's take the pastures of God for ourselves!”
who said, Let us take to ourselves in possession the habitations of God.
13 My God, make them like whirling tumbleweeds, chaff blown away by the wind.
O my God, make them like the whirling dust, as stubble before the wind,
14 Just like fire that burns the forest, a flame that sets fire to the mountains,
as the fire that burns the forest, and as the flame that sets the mountains on fire.
15 in the same way chase them down with your storm, terrify them with your whirlwind.
So pursue them with thy tempest, and terrify them with thy storm.
16 Shame them in defeat so that they come to you, Lord!
Fill their faces with confusion, that they may seek thy name, O Jehovah.
17 Make them ashamed, terrify them forever so that they die in disgrace.
Let them be put to shame and dismayed forever. Yea, let them be confounded and perish,
18 Let them understand that you alone, called the Lord, are the Most High who rules over all the earth.
that they may know that thou alone, whose name is Jehovah, are the Most High over all the earth.
