The Psalms

O God, thou hast rejected us, broken our defenses; thou hast been angry; oh, restore us.

Thou hast made the land to quake, thou hast rent it open; repair its breaches, for it totters.

Thou hast made thy people suffer hard things; thou hast given us wine to drink that made us reel.

Thou hast set up a banner for those who fear thee, to rally to it from the bow. Selah

That thy beloved may be delivered, give victory by thy right hand and answer us!

God has spoken in his sanctuary: "With exultation I will divide up Shechem and portion out the Vale of Succoth.

Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is my helmet; Judah is my scepter.

Moab is my washbasin; upon Edom I cast my shoe; over Philistia I shout in triumph."

Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?

Hast thou not rejected us, O God? Thou dost not go forth, O God, with our armies.

O grant us help against the foe, for vain is the help of man!

With God we shall do valiantly; it is he who will tread down our foes.