< Psalms 83 >

1 A Song, a Melody of Asaph. O God, Do not keep quiet, Do not hold thy peace, Neither be thou still, O GOD!
A song, a psalm of Asaph. Do not keep silent, O God: hold not your peace, be not still, God.
2 For lo! thine enemies, are tumultuous, And, they who hate thee, have lifted up the head;
For see! Your enemies roar, those who hate you lift up their heads,
3 Against thy people, they craftily devise a secret plot, And conspire against thy treasured ones.
laying crafty plans for your people, and plotting against those you treasure.
4 They have said—Come, and let us wipe them out from being a nation, That the name of Israel may be remembered no more.
“Come, let us wipe them out as a nation, so Israel’s name will be mentioned no more.”
5 For they have taken counsel with one heart, Against thee—a covenant, would they solemnize—
For, conspiring with one accord, they have made a league against you
6 The tents of Edom, and the Ishmaelites, of Moab and the Hagarenes;
Tents of Edom, and Ishmaelites, Moab, and the Hagrites.
7 Gebal and Ammon, and Amalek, The Philistines, with the dwellers in Tyre;
Gebal and Ammon and Amalek, Philistia, with the people of Tyre;
8 Even Assyria hath joined herself with them, They have become an arm to the sons of Lot. (Selah)
Syria, too, is confederate, they have strengthened the children of Lot. (Selah)
9 Make them like Midian, like Sisera, like Jabin, by the torrent of Kishon;
Deal with them as you dealt with Midian, with Sisera, with Jabin, at the torrent of Kishon,
10 They perished at En-dor, They become manure for the soil!
who at Endor were destroyed, and became dung for the field.
11 Make them—their nobles—like Oreb and like Zeeb, And, like Zebah and like Zalmunna, all their princes:
Make their nobles like Oreb and Zeeb, all their princes like Zebah and Zalmunna,
12 Who said—Let us take a possession for ourselves, The pastures of God!
who said, “Let us take for ourselves the meadows of God.”
13 O my God, make them, As whirling [dust], As chaff before a wind;
Whirl them, my God, like dust, like stubble before the wind.
14 As a fire burneth a forest, —And as a flame setteth mountains ablaze,
As the fire that kindles the forest, as flame that sets mountains ablaze,
15 So, wilt thou pursue them with thy tempest, —And, with thy storm-wind, wilt terrify them:
so with your tempest pursue them, terrify them with your hurricane.
16 Fill thou their faces with dishonour, That men may seek thy Name, O Yahweh;
Make them blush with shame; until they seek your name, O Lord.
17 Let them turn pale, and be terrified to futurity, Yea let them blush, and perish:
Everlasting shame and confusion, disgrace and destruction be theirs.
18 That men may know that, thou, Whose Name alone is Yahweh, Art Most High over all the earth.
Teach those who you alone are most high over all the earth.

< Psalms 83 >