الْمَزْمُورُ
السِّتُّونَ

 

Psalm
60

To the chief Musician upon Shushan-eduth,
Michtam of David, to teach; when he strove with Aram-naharaim and with
Aram-zobah, when Joab returned, and smote of Edom in the valley of salt twelve
thousand.

1
O God, thou hast cast us off, thou hast scattered us, thou hast been
displeased; O turn thyself to us again.

2
Thou hast made the earth to tremble; thou hast broken it: heal the breaches
thereof; for it shaketh.

3
Thou hast shewed thy people hard things: thou hast made us to drink the wine of
astonishment.

4
Thou hast given a banner to them that fear thee, that it may be displayed
because of the truth. Selah.

5
That thy beloved may be delivered; save with thy right hand, and hear me.

6
God hath spoken in his holiness; I will rejoice, I will divide Shechem, and
mete out the valley of Succoth.

7
Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the strength of mine
head; Judah is my lawgiver;

8
Moab is my washpot; over Edom will I cast out my shoe: Philistia, triumph
thou because of me.

9
Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

10
Wilt not thou, O God, which hadst cast us off? and thou, O God, which didst not
go out with our armies?

11
Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.

12
Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our
enemies.