O God, who hast our troops dispersed

1 O God, who hast our troops dispers'd,
Forsaking those who left thee first;
As we thy just displeasure mourn,
To us, in mercy, Lord, return.

2 Our strength, that firm as earth did stand,
Is rent by thy avenging hand;
O! heal the breaches thou hast made;
We shake, we fall, without thy aid!

3 Our folly's sad effects we feel;
For, drunk with discord's cup we reel:
4 But now, for them, who thee rever'd,
Thou hast thy truth's bright banner rear'd.

5 Let thy right-hand thy saints protect;
Lord, hear the pray'rs that we direct;
6 The holy God has spoke; and I,
O'erjoy'd, on his firm word rely;

To thee in portions I'll divide
Fair Sichem's soil, Samaria's pride;
To Sichem, Succoth next I'll join,
And measure out her vale by line.

7 Manasseh, Gilead, both subscribe
To my commands, with Ephraim's tribe;
Ephraim by arms supports my cause,
And Judah by religious laws.

8 Moab my slave and drudge shall be,
Nor Edom from my yoke get free;
Proud Palestine's imperious state
Shall humbly on our triumph wait.

9 But who shall quell these mighty pow'rs,
And clear my way to Edom's tow'rs?
Or through her guarded frontiers tread
The path that does to conquest lead?

10 Ev'n thou, O God, who hast dispers'd
Our troops (for we forsook thee first;)
Those whom thou did'st om wrath forsake,
Aton'd, thou wilt victorious make.

11 Do thou our fainting cause sustain;
For human succours are but vain.
12 Fresh strength and courage God bestows;
'Tis he treads down our proudes foes.

Source: The Whole Book of Psalms: in metre; with hymns suited to the feasts and fasts of the church, and other occasions of public worship #LX