(A song; a psalm of David’s.)
108 My heart is firm, God;
I will sing and give praise.
2 Wake, my glory! wake, harp and lyre!
I will wake the dawn.
3 I will give you thanks among the nations, Jehovah,
I will make music among many a folk,
4 Because your friendliness is great to the skies
and your loyalty to the uppermost air.
5 Abide aloft, God, above the sky,
your glory above all the earth.
6 So that your darlings may be delivered
save with your right hand and answer us.
7 God spoke in his sanctuary:
“I will triumph, will divide Shekem,
will measure off Succoth Vale;
8 Gilead is mine and Manasseh is mine,
and Ephraim is the keep of my head;
Judah is my baton.
9 Moab is my bathtub,
on Edom I throw my sandal,
over Philistia are my hurrahs.”
10 Who will bring me to a city for a siege?
who has led me through to Edom?
11 Have not you, God, repudiated us?
and you do not go out, God, in our campaigns.
12 Give us help from a foe—
human salvation is futile.
13 Through God we shall play a sturdy part,
and he himself will trample down our foes.