1  (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.) 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.