The 83rd Psalm

1. Keep not thou silence, O God: hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God.  1. Speak thou, Holy One: note and stop the cold blood-letting genocide.
2. For, lo, thine enemies make a tumult: and they that hate thee have lifted up the head. 2. If ye hear a loud, evil taunt that foe hath made, then mute it and help these, the meek.
3. They have taken crafty counsel against thy people, and consulted against thy hidden ones. 3. I'd say the pagan studies any evil plan to endanger thy chosen flock. Can they undo the state?
4. They have said, Come, and let us cut them off from being a nation; that the name of Israel may be no more in remembrance.  4. Mean enemy armies aim to bomb our race's remnant off the face of the earth; but my God can annihilate the evil demons.
5. For they have consulted together with one consent: they are confederate against thee 5. With crafty counsel the foe there nears thee to destroy thee; God can avenge the nation.
6. The tabernacles of Edom, and the Ishmaelites; of Moab, and the Hagarenes;  6. Abandon homes, eh? Don't flee. Fight the battles ahead, as armies come near.
7. Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalek; the Philistines with the inhabitants of Tyre;  7. Fear not a distant death. Sly, abominable kings? Whip them! Annihilate them!
8. Assur also is joined with them: they have holpen the children of Lot. Selah.  8. Hellish, inhuman toops of the devil arise to lynch Jews. Heroes halt death.
9. Do unto them as unto the Midianites; as to Sisera, as to Jabin, at the brook of Kison:  9. Those nations' dark situation? It is this: to be both a joke, and a mess of manure too.
10. Which perished at Endor: they became as dung for the earth.  10. Occupied by harsh heathen arms, we're frightened to death.
11. Make their nobles like Oreb, and like Zeeb: yea, all their princes as Zebah, and as Zalmunna:  11. Zion bleak Zion, repent! All a bad crazy shabbiness! Eureka! Kill alarmed heathen enemies!
12. Who said, Let us take to ourselves the houses of God in possession.  12. Oh, this powerful odious host seeks to enslave saints. See us, O God!
13. O my God, make them like a wheel; as the stubble before the wind.  13. Feared kings blew away like seed, eh? O, humble them to the tomb.
14. As the fire burneth a wood, and as the flame setteth the mountains on fire;  14. Aha! Use them now to be fuel for Satan, the arsonist that indeed frieth men.
15. So persecute them with thy tempest, and make them afraid with thy storm.  15. Wretched, dimmest fate yet: it's thy atmosphere run amok that whips them.
16. Fill their faces with shame; that they may seek thy name, O LORD. 16. Thy wrath? It's hot! Make my foes really feel this death machine. 
17. Let them be confounded and troubled for ever; yea, let them be put to shame, and perish: 17. First cause them to be bummed out, then be deplored, They fell! A pardon? No, never! Death!
18. That men may know that thou, whose name alone is JEHOVAH, art the most high over all the earth.  18. Men see that thou hast overthrown an evil loathsome king. Ah, What joy at home the realm hath!