MSTC(i)
1 {To the chanter, upon the rose of witness, Michtam of David, for to teach: when he fought against Mesopotamia, and Syria of Zoba: and when Joab turned back, and slew twelve thousand Edomites in the valley of Salt} O God, thou hast cast us out and scattered us abroad; thou that hast been so sore displeased at us, comfort us again.
2 Thou that hast moved the land, and divided it; heal the sores thereof, for it shaketh.
3 Thou hast showed thy people heavy things; thou hast given us a drink of deadly wine.
4 Yet hast thou given a token, for such as fear thee, that they may triumph because of the truth. Selah.
5 That thy beloved might be delivered, help them with thy righthand, and hear me.
6 God hath spoken in his holiness: I will rejoice, and divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.
7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the strength of my head, Judah is my lawgiver;
8 Moab is my washpot; over Edom will I stretch out my shoe; Philistia shall be glad of me.
9 Who will lead me into the strong city? Who will bring me into Edom?
10 Shall not thou do it, O God, thou that hast cast us out? Wilt not thou, O God, go out with our hosts?
11 O be thou our help in trouble, for vain is the help of man.
12 Through God will we do great acts, for it is he that shall tread down our enemies.