Psalm 60
To the choirmaster: according to Shushan Eduth. A Miktam of David; for instruction; when he strove with Aram-naharaim and with Aram-zobah, and when Joab on his return struck down twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt.
O God, you have cast us out and scattered us abroad; you have been so displeased; O turn unto us again.
You have made the land to quake and divided it; heal the breaches in it, for it shakes.
You have made your people to drink a cup of bitterness; you have filled us with wine that makes us stagger.
You have set up a banner for those who fear you, that they may triumph because of the truth.
That your beloved may be delivered, help me with your right hand and hear me.
God has spoken in his holiness: “I will rejoice and divide Shechem, and parcel out the valley of Succoth.
Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the helmet for my head; Judah is my scepter.
Moab is my wash pot; on Edom I will cast my shoe; over Philistia will I shout in triumph.”
Who will lead me into the strong city? Who will bring me into Edom?
Have you not cast us out, O God? Will you not, O God, go out with our armies?
O be our help in trouble, for vain is the help of man.
Through God we will do great acts, for it is he who shall tread down our enemies.
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