Only Version ❧ CM · 8·6·8·6
To the chief Musician upon Shushaneduth, Michtam of David, to teach; when he strove with Aramnaharaim and with Aramzobah, when Joab returned, and smote of Edom in the valley of salt twelve thousand.
1 O God, thou hast rejected us, and scatter’d us abroad: thou hast displeased been with us, return to us, O God. 2 The land to tremble thou hast caus’d, thou it asunder brake: do thou the breaches of it heal, for it doth moving shake.
3 Thou hast unto thy people show’d things that are hard, thou hast also the cup of trembleing given to them to taste. 4 But unto them that do thee fear, a banner to display thou given hast to be lift up for thy truth’s sake. Selah.
5 That those who thy beloved are delivered may be, O do thou save with thy right hand, and answer give to me. 6 God in his holiness hath spoke, rejoice therein will I, Shechem I will divide, and mete of Succoth the valley.
7 To me doth Gilead appertain, Manasseh mine besides: Ephr’im the strength is of my head, Judah my laws prescribes. 8 Moab’s my washpot, I will cast over Edom my shoe, O Palestine, because of me be thou triumphant too.
9 O who is it that will me lead to th’ city fortified? and who is he that will become into Edom my guide? 10 Is it not thou, O God, who hadst cast us off heretofore? and thou, O God, who with our hosts would’st not go out before?
11 O give to us help from distress for man’s help is but vain. 12 Through God we’ll do great acts, he shall our foes tread with disdain.