A Song, a Melody: David’s.
108 Fixed is my heart, O God, I will sing and touch the strings, even mine honour.
2 Awake, O harp and lyre, I will awaken the dawn!
3 I will thank thee among the peoples, O Yahweh, And will sing praise unto thee, among the tribes of men.
4 For great above the heavens is thy lovingkindness, And as far as the skies thy faithfulness.
5 Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God, And above all the earth be thy glory.
6 To the end thy beloved ones may be delivered Oh save thou with thy right hand and answer me!
7 God hath spoken in his holiness, I will exult! I will apportion Shechem! And the Vale of Succoth will I measure out;
8 Mine is Gilead—mine Manasseh But Ephraim is the defence of my head, Judah is my commander’s staff;
9 Moab is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia raise a shout of triumph.
10 Who will conduct me to a fortified city? Who will lead me as far as Edom?
11 Hast not thou, O God, rejected us? And wilt not go forth, O God, with our hosts?
12 Grant us help out of distress, For vain is the deliverance of man:
13 In God shall we do valiantly, He himself therefore shall tread down our adversaries.