Psalms 60

1 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.

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 caused the land to tremble, Thou hast broken it, Heal its breaches, for it hath moved.

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

3 Thou hast shewn Thy people a hard thing, Thou hast caused us to drink wine of trembling.

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

4 Thou hast given to those fearing thee an ensign. To be lifted up as an ensign Because of truth. (Selah)

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

5 That Thy beloved ones may be drawn out, Save [with] Thy right hand, and answer us.

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

6 God hath spoken in His holiness: I exult — I apportion Shechem, And the valley of Succoth I measure,

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

7 Mine [is] Gilead, and mine [is] Manasseh, And Ephraim [is] the strength of my head, Judah [is] my lawgiver,

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

8 Moab [is] my pot for washing, over Edom I cast my shoe, Shout, concerning me, O Philistia.

Moab the pot that I wash in, Edom – I cast my shoe over it, I shout o’er Philistia in triumph.’

9 Who doth bring me [to] a city of bulwarks? Who hath led me unto Edom?

O to be brought to the fortified city! O to be led into Edom!

10 Is it not Thou, O God? hast Thou cast us off? And dost Thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts!

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

11 Give to us help from adversity, And vain [is] the deliverance of man.

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

12 In God we do mightily, And He treadeth down our adversaries!

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