O God, thou hast cast us out, and scattered us abroad;
thou
hast also been displeased.
O turn thee unto us again.
Thou
hast moved the land, and divided it;
heal the sores thereof,
for it shaketh.
Thou hast showed thy people heavy things;
thou hast given us a drink of deadly wine.
Thou hast given a token for such as fear thee, that they may triumph because of the truth.
Therefore were thy beloved delivered;
help me
with thy right hand, and hear me.
God hath spoken in his holiness: I will rejoice, and divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.
Gilead is mine,
and Manasseh is mine;
Ephraim also is the strength of my
head;
Judah is my law-giver;
Moab is my wash-pot;
over
Edom will I cast out my shoe;
Philistia, be thou glad of me.
Who will lead me into the strong city? Who will bring me
into Edom? Hast not thou cast us out, O God? Wilt not
thou, O God, go out with our hosts? O be thou our help in
trouble;
for vain is the help of man.
Through God will we do
great acts;
for it is he that shall tread down our enemies.