Psalm
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My God, what god is like you?
* Be not silent, be not still, O El.
For see how your enemies make noise, * and those who hate you
lift their heads.
Against your people they lay crafty plans, * and conspire against
your treasure.
They say: “Come, let us wipe them out as a nation, * let the name
‘Israel’ be heard no more.”
Yes, they plan together with a single mind, * your assailants
make a pact:
The nation of Edom and the Ishmaelites,
that of Moab and the Hagarites, * Byblos with Amalek,
Philistia and the people of Tyre. * Even Assyria has
joined them.
Deal with them as with Midian and Sisera, * as with Jabin
at the river Kishon.
Let them be destroyed from the face of the earth, * and be
manure for the ground.
Make their princes like Oreb and Zeeb, * and like Zebula and
Zalmunna all their chiefs,
who said, “Let us seize for ourselves, * the best of their
land.”
My God, make them like tumbleweed, * like chaff before the wind.
Like a fire burning the forest, * and flames devouring the
mountain side,
pursue them with your storm, * and with your hurricane
rout them.
Fill their faces with shame * and may your name be avenged,
Yahweh.
May they be shamed and defeated * forever * may they perish in
disgrace.
Let them know that you bear
the name ‘Yahweh’, * you alone are the Most High over all the earth.
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