Psalms 108

1 A song. A Psalm of David. My heart is steadfast, O God; I will sing and make music with all my being.

A canticle of a psalm for David himself. My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.

2 Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn.

Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.

3 I will praise You, O LORD, among the nations; I will sing Your praises among the peoples.

I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.

4 For Your loving devotion extends beyond the heavens, and Your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.

For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.

5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:

6 Respond and save us with Your right hand, that Your beloved may be delivered.

That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.

7 God has spoken from His sanctuary: “I will triumph! I will parcel out Shechem and apportion the Valley of Succoth.

God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.

8 Gilead is Mine, and Manasseh is Mine; Ephraim is My helmet, Judah is My scepter.

Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:

9 Moab is My washbasin; upon Edom I toss My sandal; over Philistia I shout in triumph.”

Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.

10 Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?

Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

11 Have You not rejected us, O God? Will You no longer march out, O God, with our armies?

Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?

12 Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless.

O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.

13 With God we will perform with valor, and He will trample our enemies.

Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.