Psalms 59
1Unto the end. For those who will be changed, with the inscription of a title, of David himself, for instruction:
2when he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal, and Joab turned back and struck Idumea, in the valley of the salt pits, twelve thousand men.
3O God, you have rejected us, and you have ruined us. You became angry, and yet you have been merciful to us.
4You have moved the earth, and you have disturbed it. Heal its breaches, for it has been moved.
5You have revealed to your people difficulties. You have made us drink the wine of remorse.
6You have given a warning sign to those who fear you, so that they may flee from before the face of the bow, so that your beloved may be delivered.
7Save me with your right hand, and hear me.
8God has spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Shechem, and I will measure the steep valley of the tabernacles.
9Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine. And Ephraim is the strength of my head. Judah is my king.
10Moab is the cooking pot of my hope. Into Idumea, I will extend my shoe. To me, the foreigners have been made subject.
11Who will lead me into the fortified city? Who will lead me all the way to Idumea?
12Will not you, O God, who has rejected us? And will not you, O God, go out with our armies?
13Grant us help from tribulation. For salvation from man is empty.
14In God, we will act virtuously. And those who trouble us, he will lead to nothing.
1Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: defend me from them that rise up against me.
2Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and save me from bloody men.
3For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord.
4They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake to help me, and behold.
5Thou therefore, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.
6They return at evening: they make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
7Behold, they belch out with their mouth: swords are in their lips: for who, say they, doth hear?
8But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them; thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.
9Because of his strength will I wait upon thee: for God is my defence.
10The God of my mercy shall prevent me: God shall let me see my desire upon mine enemies.
11Slay them not, lest my people forget: scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord our shield.
12For the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips let them even be taken in their pride: and for cursing and lying which they speak.
13Consume them in wrath, consume them, that they may not be: and let them know that God ruleth in Jacob unto the ends of the earth. Selah.
14And at evening let them return; and let them make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
15Let them wander up and down for meat, and grudge if they be not satisfied.
16But I will sing of thy power; yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning: for thou hast been my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.
17Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing: for God is my defence, and the God of my mercy.