To the Overseer. -- 'Concerning the Lily of Testimony,' a secret treasure of David, to teach, in his striving with Aram-Naharaim, and with Aram-Zobah, and Joab turneth back and smiteth Edom in the valley of Salt -- twelve thousand. O God, Thou hadst cast us off, Thou hadst broken us -- hadst been angry! -- Thou dost turn back to us.

Moab is my pot for washing, over Edom I cast my shoe, Shout, concerning me, O Philistia.

Who doth bring me to a city of bulwarks? Who hath led me unto Edom?

Tents of Edom, and Ishmaelites, Moab, and the Hagarenes,

Moab is a pot for my washing, Upon Edom I cast my shoe, Over Philistia I shout habitually.

Who doth bring me in to the fenced city? Who hath led me unto Edom?

Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, 'Rase, rase to its foundation!'