A Song or Mizmor of Acaph.
KEEP not your silence, O Elohiym: hold not your peace, and be not still, O El.
For, lo, your enemies make a tumult: and they that hate you have lifted up the head.
They have taken crafty counsel against your people, and consulted against your hidden ones.
They have said, Come, and let us cut them off from being a nation; that the name of Yashar'el may be no more in remembrance.
For they have consulted together with one consent: they are confederate against you:
The tabernacles of Edom, and the Yishma'e'liym; of Mo'av, and the Hagriym;
Geval, and Ammon, and Amaleq; the Pelishtiym with the inhabitants of Tsor;
Ashshur also is joined with them: they have helped the children of Lot. Celah.
Do unto them as unto the Midyaniym; as to Ciycera, as to Yaviyn, at the brook of Qiyshon:
Which perished at Eyn-Do'r: they became as dung for the earth.
Make their nobles like Orev, and like Ze'ev: yea, all their princes as Zevach, and as Tsalmunna:
Who said, Let us take to ourselves את the houses of Elohiym in possession.
O Elohai, make them like a wheel; as the stubble before the wind.
As the fire burns a wood, and as the flame sets the mountains on fire;
So persecute them with your tempest, and make them afraid with your storm.
Fill their faces with shame; that they may seek your name, O Yahuah.
Let them be confounded and troubled forever; yea, let them be put to shame, and perish:
That men may know that you, whose name alone is Yahuah, are El Elyon over all the earth.