Psalm 60 Friday Midday 2
God, you were angry and ran from us. * You were annoyed and turned away from us.
You shook the land, and it shattered. * Weak from its fractures, * much did it totter.
You made your people drain the cup; * you made us drink a wine that dazed us.
Give those who fear you a banner * where they can rally against the bowmen.
For the deliverance of your dear ones, * with your right hand give us victory and triumph.
God spoke from his sanctuary: * “Exultant, I will divide up Shechem * and the Valley of Succoth measure off.
Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; * Ephraim is my helmet, * Judah my commander's staff.
Moab is my washbasin; * upon Edom will I set my sandal; * over Philistia will be my cry of conquest.”
Who will bring me the Rock City? * Who will offer me Edom's throne?
But you, God, will you be angry with us, * and go forth, God, no more with our armies?
Grant us liberation from the adversary, * since the aid of man is futile.
With God we will be victorious; * he himself will trample our adversaries.
End of Fri Midday 2