< Psalms 83 >

1 A song. A psalm of Asaph. God, do not be silent! Do not ignore us and remain unmoved, God.
A Song, a Melody of Asaph. O God, Do not keep quiet, Do not hold thy peace, Neither be thou still, O GOD!
2 Look, your enemies are making a commotion, and those who hate you have raised their heads.
For lo! thine enemies, are tumultuous, And, they who hate thee, have lifted up the head;
3 They conspire against your people and plan together against your protected ones.
Against thy people, they craftily devise a secret plot, And conspire against thy treasured ones.
4 They have said, “Come, and let us destroy them as a nation. Then the name of Israel will no longer be remembered.”
They have said—Come, and let us wipe them out from being a nation, That the name of Israel may be remembered no more.
5 They have schemed together with one strategy; against you they have made an alliance.
For they have taken counsel with one heart, Against thee—a covenant, would they solemnize—
6 This includes the tents of Edom and the Ishmaelites, and the people of Moab and the Hagrites, who plot together with
The tents of Edom, and the Ishmaelites, of Moab and the Hagarenes;
7 Gebal, Ammon, Amalek; it also includes Philistia and the inhabitants of Tyre.
Gebal and Ammon, and Amalek, The Philistines, with the dwellers in Tyre;
8 Assyria also is allied with them; they are helping the descendants of Lot. (Selah)
Even Assyria hath joined herself with them, They have become an arm to the sons of Lot. (Selah)
9 Do to them as you did to Midian, as you did to Sisera and to Jabin at the Kishon River.
Make them like Midian, like Sisera, like Jabin, by the torrent of Kishon;
10 They perished at Endor and became like manure for the earth.
They perished at En-dor, They become manure for the soil!
11 Make their nobles like Oreb and Zeeb, and all their princes like Zebah and Zalmunna.
Make them—their nobles—like Oreb and like Zeeb, And, like Zebah and like Zalmunna, all their princes:
12 They said, “Let us take for ourselves the pastures of God.”
Who said—Let us take a possession for ourselves, The pastures of God!
13 My God, make them like the whirling dust, like chaff before the wind,
O my God, make them, As whirling [dust], As chaff before a wind;
14 like the fire that burns the forest, and like the flame that sets the mountains on fire.
As a fire burneth a forest, —And as a flame setteth mountains ablaze,
15 Chase them with your strong wind, and terrify them with your windstorm.
So, wilt thou pursue them with thy tempest, —And, with thy storm-wind, wilt terrify them:
16 Fill their faces with shame so that they might seek your name, Yahweh.
Fill thou their faces with dishonour, That men may seek thy Name, O Yahweh;
17 May they be put to shame and be terrified forever; may they perish in disgrace.
Let them turn pale, and be terrified to futurity, Yea let them blush, and perish:
18 Then they will know that you alone, Yahweh, are the Most High over all the earth.
That men may know that, thou, Whose Name alone is Yahweh, Art Most High over all the earth.

< Psalms 83 >