Psalm 83 Poem by Justin Reamer

God, do not remain silent;
do not be unmoved, O God, or unresponsive!
See how Your enemies are stirring,
see how those who hate You rear their heads.

Weaving a plot against Your people,
conspiring against those You protect, they say,
'Come, we will finish them as a nation,
the name of Israel will be forgotten! '

Unanimous in their plot,
they seal a treaty against You:
the tents of Edom and the Ishmaelites,
Moab and the Hagrites,
Gebal, Ammon, Amalek,
Philistia and the Tyrians,
and now Assur has joined them
to reinforce the sons of Lot.

Treat them like Midian and Sisera,
like Jabin at the river of Kishon,
wiped out at En-dor,
they served to dung the ground.

Treat their generals like Oreb and Zeeb,
their commanders like Zebah and Zalmunna,
those who once said, 'Let us take for ourselves
possession of the Dwellings of God! '

My God, bowl them among the tumbleweed,
like chaff at the mercy of the wind;
as fire devours the forest,
as the flame licks up the mountains,

drive them on with Your whirlwind,
rout them with Your tornado;
cover their faces with shame,
until they seek Your Name, Yahweh.

Shame and panic be always theirs,
disgrace and death; and let them know this:
You alone bear the Name Yahweh,
Most High over the whole world.