< Psalms 83 >

1 A song. A Psalm by Asaph. God, don’t keep silent. Don’t keep silent, and don’t be still, God.
A Song, a Melody of Asaph. O God, Do not keep quiet, Do not hold thy peace, Neither be thou still, O GOD!
2 For, behold, your enemies are stirred up. Those who hate you have lifted up their heads.
For lo! thine enemies, are tumultuous, And, they who hate thee, have lifted up the head;
3 They conspire with cunning against your people. They plot against your cherished ones.
Against thy people, they craftily devise a secret plot, And conspire against thy treasured ones.
4 “Come,” they say, “let’s destroy them as a nation, that the name of Israel may be remembered no more.”
They have said—Come, and let us wipe them out from being a nation, That the name of Israel may be remembered no more.
5 For they have conspired together with one mind. They form an alliance against you.
For they have taken counsel with one heart, Against thee—a covenant, would they solemnize—
6 The tents of Edom and the Ishmaelites; Moab, and the Hagrites;
The tents of Edom, and the Ishmaelites, of Moab and the Hagarenes;
7 Gebal, Ammon, and Amalek; Philistia with the inhabitants of Tyre;
Gebal and Ammon, and Amalek, The Philistines, with the dwellers in Tyre;
8 Assyria also is joined with them. They have helped the children of Lot. (Selah)
Even Assyria hath joined herself with them, They have become an arm to the sons of Lot. (Selah)
9 Do to them as you did to Midian, as to Sisera, as to Jabin, at the river Kishon;
Make them like Midian, like Sisera, like Jabin, by the torrent of Kishon;
10 who perished at Endor, who became as dung for the earth.
They perished at En-dor, They become manure for the soil!
11 Make their nobles like Oreb and Zeeb, yes, all their princes like Zebah and Zalmunna,
Make them—their nobles—like Oreb and like Zeeb, And, like Zebah and like Zalmunna, all their princes:
12 who said, “Let’s take possession of God’s pasture lands.”
Who said—Let us take a possession for ourselves, The pastures of God!
13 My God, make them like tumbleweed, like chaff before the wind.
O my God, make them, As whirling [dust], As chaff before a wind;
14 As the fire that burns the forest, as the flame that sets the mountains on fire,
As a fire burneth a forest, —And as a flame setteth mountains ablaze,
15 so pursue them with your tempest, and terrify them with your storm.
So, wilt thou pursue them with thy tempest, —And, with thy storm-wind, wilt terrify them:
16 Fill their faces with confusion, that they may seek your name, LORD.
Fill thou their faces with dishonour, That men may seek thy Name, O Yahweh;
17 Let them be disappointed and dismayed forever. Yes, let them be confounded and perish;
Let them turn pale, and be terrified to futurity, Yea let them blush, and perish:
18 that they may know that you alone, whose name is the LORD, are the Most High over all the earth.
That men may know that, thou, Whose Name alone is Yahweh, Art Most High over all the earth.

< Psalms 83 >