Psalm 60

O God thou did'st thy people leave,
And then were we disperst:
Displeasure great thou did'st conceive,
Thy wrath let be reverst.
The earth by thy fierce handling quakes,
Yea, thou the same hast broke:
O heal her breaches, for it shakes,
By such thy dreadfull stroke.
Things which most bitter we did think,
Thou on thy folke did'st bring:
And mad'st thy wofull people drink,
A wine astonishing.
Thou on thy people fearing thee,
A banner hast bestow'd,
Because of truth and veritie,
To be display'd abroad.
Now Lord that thy beloved King,
Delivered may be:
Let thy right hand assistance bring,
And kindly answer me.
In holiness Jehovah spake,
I therefore make no doubt,
But Shechem to divide and take,
And Succoth-vale mete out.
Manasseh, Gilead must subscribe
To me in dutious aw:
My heads chief strength is Ephraims tribe,
And Judah gives my law.
On Edom I will set my foot,
My wash-pot Mo'b shall be:
Philistia shall triumph and shout,
And that because of me.
Who will to Edom me direct,
Unto the Citie strong:
Not thou that did'st our hoasts reject,
Nor with us went'st along?
The help of man is vanitie,
O help us in distress:
Through God we shall do valiantly,
He shall our foes suppress.