O God, thou hast rejected us - hast scattered us, Thou hast been angry, Wilt thou restore us?

Thou hadst given - to them that revere thee - a banner, to float aloft, Because of thy faithfulness. Selah.

In God, we shall do valiantly, He himself, therefore, will tread down our adversaries.

Thou hast suffered thy people to see hardship, Thou hast let them drink the wine of confusion.

Moab, is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom, will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia! raise shout of triumph.

Mine, is Gilead - and mine, Manasseh, But, Ephraim, is the defence, of my head, Judah, is my commander's staff;

God, hath spoken in his holiness - I will exult! I will apportion Shechem, And, the Vale of Succoth, will I measure out;

Grant us help out of distress, For, vain, is the deliverance of man:

That thy beloved ones may be delivered, Save thou with thine own right hand - and answer us.

Thou hast shaken the land - hast rent it, Heal thou the fractures thereof - for it hath tottered:

Is it not, thou, O God? - thou hast rejected us! And wilt thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts?

Who will conduct me to fortified city? Who will lead me as far as Edom!