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Psalm 83

1 Be not thou silent now at length
     O God hold not thy peace,
Sit not thou still O God of strength
     We cry and do not cease.

2 For lo thy furious foes now *swell 
     And storm outrageously,
And they that hate thee proud and fell
     Exalt their heads full hie.

3 Against thy people they † contrive
     † Their Plots and Counsels deep, 
 Them to ensnare they chiefly strive
      Whom thou dost hide and keep.

4 Come let us cut them off say they,
     Till they no Nation be,
That Israels name for ever may 
     Be lost in memory.

5 For they consult † with all their might,
     And all as one in mind
Themselves against thee they unite
     And in firm union bind. 

6 The tents of Edom and the brood
     Of scornful Ishmael,
Moab, with them of Hagars blood
     That in the Desart dwell,

7 Gebal and Ammon there conspire,
     And hateful Amalec,
The Philistims, and they of Tyre
     Whose bounds the Sea doth check.

8 With them great Asshur also bands
     And doth confirm the knot, 
All these have lent their armed hands
     To aid the Sons of Lot.

9 Do to them as to Midian bold
     That wasted all the Coast,
To Sisera, and as is told 
     Thou didst to Jabins hoast,
When at the brook of Kishon old
     They were repulst and slain,

10 At Endor quite cut off, and rowl’d
     As dung upon the plain.

11 As Zeb and Oreb evil sped
     So let their Princes speed
As Zeba, and Zalmunna bled
     So let their Princes bleed.

12 For they amidst their pride have said 
     By right now shall we seize
Gods houses, and will now invade
     † Their stately Palaces.

13 My God, oh make them as a wheel,
     No quiet let them find,
Giddy and restless let them reel
     Like stubble from the wind.

14 As when an aged wood takes fire
     Which on a sudden straies,
The greedy flame runs hier and hier 
     Till all the mountains blaze,

15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue,
     And with thy tempest chase;

16 And till they yield thee honour due,
     Lord fill with shame their face. 

17 Asham’d and troubl’d let them be,
     Troubl’d and sham’d for ever,
Ever confounded, and so die
     With shame, and scape it never.

18 Then shall they know that thou whose name 
     Jehova is alone,
Art the most high, and thou the same
     O’re all the earth art one.

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