< Psalms 60 >

1 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?
In finem, pro his qui immutabuntur, in tituli inscriptionem ipsi David, in doctrinam, cum succendit Mesopotamiam Syriæ et Sobal, et convertit Joab, et percussit Idumæam in valle Salinarum duodecim millia. [Deus, repulisti nos, et destruxisti nos; iratus es, et misertus es nobis.
2 Thou hast shaken the land—hast rent it, Heal thou the fractures thereof—for it hath tottered:
Commovisti terram, et conturbasti eam; sana contritiones ejus, quia commota est.
3 Thou hast suffered thy people to see hardship, Thou hast let them drink the wine of confusion.
Ostendisti populo tuo dura; potasti nos vino compunctionis.
4 Thou hadst given—to them that revere thee—a banner, to float aloft, Because of [thy] faithfulness. (Selah)
Dedisti metuentibus te significationem, ut fugiant a facie arcus; ut liberentur dilecti tui.
5 That thy beloved ones may be delivered, Save thou with thine own right hand—and answer us.
Salvum fac dextera tua, et exaudi me.
6 God, hath spoken in his holiness—I will exult! I will apportion Shechem, And, the Vale of Succoth, will I measure out;
Deus locutus est in sancto suo: lætabor, et partibor Sichimam; et convallem tabernaculorum metibor.
7 Mine, is Gilead—and mine, Manasseh, But, Ephraim, is the defence, of my head, Judah, is my commander’s staff;
Meus est Galaad, et meus est Manasses; et Ephraim fortitudo capitis mei. Juda rex meus;
8 Moab, is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom, will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia! raise shout of triumph.
Moab olla spei meæ. In Idumæam extendam calceamentum meum: mihi alienigenæ subditi sunt.
9 Who will conduct me to a fortified city? Who will lead me as far as Edom!
Quis deducet me in civitatem munitam? quis deducet me usque in Idumæam?
10 Is it not, thou, O God?—thou hast rejected us! And wilt thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts?
nonne tu, Deus, qui repulisti nos? et non egredieris, Deus, in virtutibus nostris?
11 Grant us help out of distress, For, vain, is the deliverance of man:
Da nobis auxilium de tribulatione, quia vana salus hominis.
12 In God, we shall do valiantly, He himself, therefore, will tread down our adversaries.
In Deo faciemus virtutem; et ipse ad nihilum deducet tribulantes nos.]

< Psalms 60 >