To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lily of the Covenant." A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt.

Moab is my wash basin. I will throw my shoe on Edom. I shout in triumph over Philistia."

Who will bring me into the strong city? Who has led me to Edom?

The tents of Edom and the Ishmaelites; Moab, and the Hagrites;

Moab is my wash pot. I will toss my sandal on Edom. I will shout over Philistia."

Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who has led me to Edom?

Remember, Yahweh, against the children of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, "Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!"