Psalms 60

1 “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!

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 made the land tremble; thou hast rent it; O heal its breaches, for it tottereth!

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

3 Thou hast caused thy people to see hard things; Thou hast made us drink the wine of reeling.

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

4 Lift up a banner for them that fear thee, For the sake of thy faithfulness, that they may escape!

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

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

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

6 God promiseth in his holiness; I will rejoice; I shall yet divide Shechem, And measure out the valley of Succoth.

God did solemnly swear: ‘As victor will I divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.

7 Gilead shall be mine, and mine Manasseh; Ephraim shall be my helmet, And Judah my sceptre;

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

8 Moab shall be my wash-bowl; Upon Edom shall I cast my shoe; I shall triumph over Philistia!

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 to 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 didst forsake us, And didst not go forth with our armies?

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

11 Give us thine aid in our distress, For vain is the help of man!

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

12 Through God we shall do valiantly; For he will tread down our enemies.

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