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.