1 To the overseer upon the lily of song: poem to David to teach; In the setting on fire Aram of the two rivers, and Aram of the station; and Joab will turn back and strike Edom in the valley of salt, twelve thousand. O God, thou didst cast us off, thou didst break us down, thou wert angry; wilt thou turn back to us? 2 Thou didst shake the earth; thou didst rend it: heal its breakings, for it is depressed. 3 Thou didst cause thy people to see a hard thing: thou didst give us to drink the wine of reeling. 4 Thou gavest a signal to those fearing thee, to flee from the face of the bow. Silence. 5 So that thy beloved ones shall be delivered, save with thy right hand and answer us. 6 God spake in his holy place; I will rejoice, I will divide the shoulder, and I will measure the valley of booths. 7 Gilead to me, and Manasseh to me; and Ephraim the strength of my head; Judah my judge. 8 Moab the pot of my washing; over Edom I will cast out my shoe: for me, Philistia shouted for joy. 9 Who will bring me to the city of fortification? who guided me even to Edom? 10 Wilt not thou, O God? thou didst cast us off, and wilt thou not go forth, O God, with our armies? 11 Give to us help from straits, for vain the salvation of man. 12 In God we will do strength and he will tread down our adversaries. |