1 O Lord, thou hast rejected us, and scattered us abroad; Thou justly hast displeasèd been; return to us, O God. 2 The earth to tremble thou hast made; therein didst breaches make: Do thou thereof the breaches heal, because the land doth shake. 3 Unto thy people thou hard things hast showed, and on them sent; And thou hast causèd us to drink wine of astonishment. 4 And yet a banner thou hast giv'n to them who thee do fear; That it by them, because of truth, displayèd may appear. 5 That thy beloved people may delivered be from thrall, Save with the pow'r of thy right hand, and hear me when I call. 6 God in his holiness hath spoke; herein I will take pleasure: Shechem I will divide, and forth will Succoth's valley measure. 7 Gilead I claim as mine by right; Manasseh mine shall be; Ephraim is of mine head the strength; Judah gives laws for me; 8 Moab's my washing-pot; my shoe I'll over Edom throw; And over Palestina's land I will in triumph go. 9 O who is he will bring me to the city fortified? O who is he that to the land of Edom will me guide? 10 O God, which hadest us cast off, this thing wilt thou not do? Ev'n thou, O God, which didest not forth with our armies go? 11 Help us from trouble; for the help is vain which man supplies. 12 Through God we'll do great acts; he shall tread down our enemies.