To the chiefe musition vpon Susan Eduth, a golden psalme of Dauid, for to teache: (made) when he fought against Mesopotamia and Syria of Stobah, and when Ioab turned backe and slue twelue thousande Edomites in the salt valley.) O Lorde thou hast cast vs out, thou hast dispearsed vs, thou art displeased: O turne thee vnto vs agayne.

Thou hast made the land to tremble, thou hast cleft it asunder: heale the breaches therof, for it is redy to fall downe.

Thou hast made thy people see heauie thinges: thou hast geuen vs wyne to drinke, that maketh vs tremble.

But to suche as feare thee: thou hast geuen a banner to be lyfted vp on high for the trueth sake. Selah.

Therfore that thy beloued may be deliuered: helpe me with thy right hand, and heare me.

The Lorde hath spoken in his holynes (whereof I wyll reioyce) this: I wyll deuide Sichem, and measure the valley of Sucoth.

Gilead shalbe myne, and Manasses shalbe myne: Ephraim also shalbe the strength of my head, and Iuda my law geuer.

Moab shalbe my washpot: ouer Edom I wyll cast my shoe, Philistea be thou glad of me.

Who wyll leade me into the stong citie? who wyll bring me into Edom?

Hast not thou remoued vs from thence O Lorde? and wylt not thou O Lorde go out with our hoastes?

Geue vs ayde against trouble: for the sauing helpe of man is but vayne.

Thorowe the Lorde we wyll do valiaunt actes: for he him selfe wyll treade downe our enemies.