< Psalms 60 >

1 O God, you have cast us off, you have scattered us, you have been displeased; O turn yourself to us again.
To the Chief Musician. Upon "The Lily of Testimony." A precious Psalm of David, to instruct. When he waged war with Aram-neharaim, and with Aram-zobah, —and then Joab returned and smote of Edom in the Valley of Salt, twelve thousand. O God, thou hast rejected us—hast scattered us, Thou hast been angry, Wilt thou restore us?
2 You have made the earth to tremble; you have broken it: heal the breaches thereof; for it shakes.
Thou hast shaken the land—hast rent it, Heal thou the fractures thereof—for it hath tottered:
3 You have showed your people hard things: you have made us to drink the wine of astonishment.
Thou hast suffered thy people to see hardship, Thou hast let them drink the wine of confusion.
4 You have given a banner to them that fear you, that it may be displayed because of the truth. (Selah)
Thou hadst given—to them that revere thee—a banner, to float aloft, Because of [thy] faithfulness. (Selah)
5 That your beloved may be delivered; save with your right hand, and hear me.
That thy beloved ones may be delivered, Save thou with thine own right hand—and answer us.
6 God has spoken in his holiness; I will rejoice, I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.
God, hath spoken in his holiness—I will exult! I will apportion Shechem, And, the Vale of Succoth, will I measure out;
7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the strength of mine head; Judah is my lawgiver;
Mine, is Gilead—and mine, Manasseh, But, Ephraim, is the defence, of my head, Judah, is my commander’s staff;
8 Moab is my pot for washing; over Edom will I cast out my shoe: Philistia, triumph you because of me.
Moab, is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom, will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia! raise shout of triumph.
9 Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
Who will conduct me to a fortified city? Who will lead me as far as Edom!
10 Will not you, O God, which had cast us off? and you, O God, which did not go out with our armies?
Is it not, thou, O God?—thou hast rejected us! And wilt thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts?
11 Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
Grant us help out of distress, For, vain, is the deliverance of man:
12 Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our enemies.
In God, we shall do valiantly, He himself, therefore, will tread down our adversaries.

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