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.
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