O God, thou hast cast us out, and scattered us abroad; thou hast also been displeased. O turn thee unto us again. Thou hast moved the land, and divided it; heal the sores thereof, for it shaketh. Thou hast showed thy people heavy things; thou hast given us a drink of deadly wine. Thou hast given a token for such as fear thee, that they may triumph because of the truth. Therefore were thy beloved delivered; help me with thy right hand, and hear me.

God hath spoken in his holiness: I will rejoice, and divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth. Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver; Moab is my wash-pot; over Edom will I cast out my shoe; Philistia, be thou glad of me.

Who will lead me into the strong city? Who will bring me into Edom? Hast not thou cast us out, O God? Wilt not thou, O God, go out with our hosts? O be thou our help in trouble; for vain is the help of man. Through God will we do great acts; for it is he that shall tread down our enemies.