1The song of the psalm of Asaph. God, who shall be like thee? God, be thou not still, neither be thou peaced.

2For lo! thine enemies sounded; and they that hate thee raised the head.

3They made a wicked counsel on thy people; and they thought against thy saints.

4They said, Come ye, and lose we them from the folk; and the name of Israel be no more had in mind.

5For they thought with one accord;

6the tabernacles of Idumeans, and men of Ishmael disposed a testament together against thee. Moab, and Hag-arenes,

7Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalek; and the aliens with them that dwell in Tyre.

8For Assur cometh with them; they be made into help to the sons of Lot.

9Make thou to them as to Midian, and Sisera; as to Jabin, in the strand [or stream] of Kishon.

10They perished in Endor; they were made as a turd of earth.

11Put thou the princes of them as Oreb and Zeeb; and Zebah and Zalmunna.

12All the princes of them, that said, Hold we by heritage the saintuary of God.

13My God, put thou them as a wheel; and as stubble before the face of the wind.

14As fire that burneth a wood; and as flame burning hills.

15So thou shalt pursue them in thy tempest; and thou shalt trouble them in thine ire.

16Lord, fill thou the faces of them with shame; and they shall seek thy name.

17Be they ashamed, and be they troubled into the world of world; and be they shamed, and perish they.

18And know they, that Lord is name to thee; thou alone art the Highest in every land.