Thomson(i)
1 An Ode of a Psalm by Asaph. GOD, who can be compared to thee? Keep not silence nor be still, God.
2 For lo! thine enemies are become noisy; and they who hate thee have raised their heads.
3 Against thy people they have taken crafty counsel. And consulted against thy holies.
4 Come, said they, let us cut them off from being a nation: and let the name of Israel be no more remembered.
5 For with this intent they consulted in concert. Against thee have entered into conspiracy the hordes of the Idumeans and
6 the Ismaelites, Moab and the Agarenians;
7 Gebal and Ammon and Amalek, and the Philistines with the inhabitants of Tyre.
8 Assur also is joined with them: they are come to the assistance of the children of Lot.
9 Do thou to them as to Madiam and Sisara: as to Jabin at the brook of Kison.
10 They were utterly cut off at Aendor: they became as dung for the ground;
11 make their chiefs like Oreb and Zeb; all their chiefs like Zebee and Salmana.
12 They said, Let us possess ourselves of the altar of God.
13 My God make them like a whirl; like stubble opposed to wind.
14 As fire blazeth through a forest; as a spark can set mountains on fire:
15 so thou with thy tempest wilt pursue them, and trouble them with thy wrath.
16 Fill their faces with dishonour: that they may seek thy name, Lord.
17 Let them be shamed and troubled forever: let them be put to confusion and perish:
18 and let them know that thy name is the Lord; that thou alone art the Most High over all the earth.