1 [To the chief Musician. On Shushan. Testimony. Michtam of David; to teach: when he strove with the Syrians of Mesopotamia, and the Syrians of Zobah, and Joab returned, and smote the Edomites in the valley of salt, twelve thousand.] O God, thou hast cast us off, thou hast scattered us, thou hast been displeased: restore us again.

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

3 Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us to drink the wine of bewilderment.

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 ones may be delivered. Save with thy right hand, and answer me.

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, and Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;

8 Moab is my wash-pot; upon Edom will I cast my sandal; Philistia, shout aloud because of me.

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

10 {Wilt} not thou, O God, who didst cast us off? and didst not go forth, O God, with our armies?

11 Give us help from trouble; for vain is man's deliverance.

12 Through God we shall do valiantly; and he it is that will tread down our adversaries.

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.