Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God; secure me on high from them that rise up against me. Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and save me from men of blood. For behold, they lie in wait for my soul; strong ones are gathered against me: not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Jehovah. They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake to meet me, and behold. Yea, do thou, Jehovah, the God of hosts, the God of Israel, arise to visit all the nations: be not gracious to any plotters of iniquity. Selah. They return in the evening; they howl like a dog, and go round about the city: Behold, they belch out with their mouth; swords are in their lips: for who say they doth hear?

⁸But thou, Jehovah, wilt laugh at them; thou wilt have all the nations in derision. ⁹Their strength! …I will take heed to thee; for God is my high fortress. ¹⁰God, whose loving-kindness will come to meet me, —God shall let me see my desire upon mine enemies. ¹¹Slay them not, lest my people forget; by thy power make them wander, and bring them down, O Lord, our shield. ¹²Because of the sin of their mouth, the word of their lips, let them even be taken in their pride; and because of cursing and lying which they speak. ¹³Make an end in wrath, make an end, that they may be no more; that they may know that God ruleth in Jacob, unto the ends of the earth. Selah. ¹⁴And in the evening they shall return, they shall howl like a dog, and go round about the city. ¹⁵They shall wander about for meat, and stay all night if they be not satisfied. ¹⁶But as for me, I will sing of thy strength; yea, I will sing aloud of thy loving-kindness in the morning; for thou hast been to me a high fortress, and a refuge in the day of my trouble. ¹⁷Unto thee, my strength, will I sing psalms; for God is my high fortress, the God of my mercy.

Psalm 60

To the chief Musician. On Shushan. Testimony. Michtam of David; to teach: when he strove with the Syrians of Mesopotamia, and the Syrians of Zobah, and Joab returned, and smote the Edomites in the valley of salt, twelve thousand.

O God, thou hast cast us off, thou hast scattered us, thou hast been displeased: restore us again. Thou hast made the earth to tremble, thou hast rent it: heal the breaches thereof; for it shaketh. Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us to drink the wine of bewilderment. Thou hast given a banner to them that fear thee, that it may be displayed because of the truth, (Selah,) That thy beloved ones may be delivered. Save with thy right hand, and answer me.

⁶God hath spoken in his holiness: I will exult, I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth. ⁷Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine, and Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver; ⁸Moab is my wash-pot; upon Edom will I cast my sandal; Philistia, shout aloud because of me. ⁹Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me unto Edom? ¹⁰Wilt not thou, O God, who didst cast us off? and didst not go forth, O God, with our armies? ¹¹Give us help from trouble; for vain is man’s deliverance. ¹²Through God we shall do valiantly; and he it is that will tread down our adversaries.

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