1 O God, you have cast us off, you have scattered us, you have been displeased; O turn yourself to us again.

2 You have made the earth to tremble; you have broken it: heal the breaches thereof; for it shakes.

3 You have showed your people hard things: you have made us to drink the wine of astonishment.

4 You have given a banner to them that fear you, that it may be displayed because of the truth. Selah.

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

6 God has 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 my head; Judah is my lawgiver;

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

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

10 Will not you, O God, which had cast us off? and you, O God, which did 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.

1 O God thou hast cast us off, thou hast broken us down;

Thou hast been angry; oh restore us again.

2 Thou hast made the land to tremble; thou hast rent it:

Heal the breaches thereof; for it shaketh.

3 Thou hast showed thy people hard things:

Thou hast made us to drink the wine of staggering.

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 answer us.

6 God hath spoken in his holiness: I will exult;

I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.

7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine;

Ephraim also is the defence of my head;

Judah is my sceptre.

8 Moab is my washpot;

Upon Edom will I cast my shoe:

Philistia, shout thou because of me.

9 Who will bring me into the strong city?

Who hath led me unto Edom?

10 Hast not thou, O God, cast us off?

And thou goest not forth, O God, with our hosts.

11 Give us help against the adversary;

For vain is the help of man.

12 Through God we shall do valiantly;

For he it is that will tread down our adversaries.