< Psalms 60 >
1 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!
To the Overseer. — 'Concerning the Lily of Testimony,' a secret treasure of David, to teach, in his striving with Aram-Naharaim, and with Aram-Zobah, and Joab turneth back and smiteth Edom in the valley of Salt — twelve thousand. O God, Thou hadst cast us off, Thou hadst broken us — hadst been angry! — Thou dost turn back to us.
2 You have shaken the land and cleft it; heal its tottering breaches.
Thou hast caused the land to tremble, Thou hast broken it, Heal its breaches, for it hath moved.
3 You have made your people drink hardship, and given us wine of reeling.
Thou hast shewn Thy people a hard thing, Thou hast caused us to drink wine of trembling.
4 You have given those who fear you a banner, a rallying-place from the bow, (Selah)
Thou hast given to those fearing thee an ensign. To be lifted up as an ensign Because of truth. (Selah)
5 for the rescue of your beloved. Save by your right hand and answer us.
That Thy beloved ones may be drawn out, Save [with] Thy right hand, and answer us.
6 God did solemnly swear: ‘As victor will I divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.
God hath spoken in His holiness: I exult — I apportion Shechem, And the valley of Succoth I measure,
7 Mine is Gilead, mine is Manasseh, Ephraim is the defence of my head, Judah my sceptre of rule,
Mine [is] Gilead, and mine [is] Manasseh, And Ephraim [is] the strength of my head, Judah [is] my lawgiver,
8 Moab the pot that I wash in, Edom – I cast my shoe over it, I shout o’er Philistia in triumph.’
Moab [is] my pot for washing, over Edom I cast my shoe, Shout, concerning me, O Philistia.
9 O to be brought to the fortified city! O to be led into Edom!
Who doth bring me [to] a city of bulwarks? Who hath led me unto Edom?
10 Have you not spurned us, O God? You do not march forth with our armies.
Is it not Thou, O God? hast Thou cast us off? And dost Thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts!
11 Grant us help from the foe, for human help is worthless.
Give to us help from adversity, And vain [is] the deliverance of man.
12 With God we shall yet do bravely: he himself will tread down our foes.
In God we do mightily, And He treadeth down our adversaries!