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.