Psalms 108
1 A Song. A Psalm. Of David. O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs and melody, even with my glory.
Canticum Psalmi David. Paratum cor meum Deus, paratum cor meum: cantabo, et psallam in gloria mea.
2 Give out your sounds, O corded instruments: the dawn will be awaking with my song.
Exurge gloria mea, exurge psalterium, et cithara: exurgam diluculo.
3 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make melody to you among the nations.
Confitebor tibi in populis Domine: et psallam tibi in nationibus.
4 For your mercy is higher than the heavens: and your unchanging faith than the clouds.
Quia magna est super caelos misericordia tua: et usque ad nubes veritas tua:
5 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.
Exaltare super caelos Deus, et super omnem terram gloria tua:
6 Let your right hand be stretched out for salvation, and give me an answer, so that your loved ones may be safe from danger.
ut liberentur dilecti tui. Salvum fac dextera tua, et exaudi me:
7 This is the word of the holy God: I will be glad; I will make Shechem a heritage, measuring out the valley of Succoth.
Deus locutus est in sancto suo: Exultabo, et dividam Sichimam, et convallem tabernaculorum dimetiar.
8 Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;
Meus est Galaad, et meus est Manasses: et Ephraim susceptio capitis mei. Iuda rex meus:
9 Moab is my washpot; on Edom is the resting-place of my shoe; over Philistia will I send out a glad cry.
Moab lebes spei meae. In Idumaeam extendam calceamentum meum: mihi alienigenae amici facti sunt.
10 Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?
Quis deducet me in civitatem munitam? quis deducet me usque in Idumaeam?
11 Have you not sent us away from you, O God? and you go not out with our armies.
Nonne tu Deus, qui repulisti nos, et non exibis Deus in virtutibus nostris?
12 Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.
Da nobis auxilium de tribulatione: quia vana salus hominis.
13 With God we will do great things; for by him will our haters be crushed underfoot.
In Deo faciemus virtutem: et ipse ad nihilum deducet inimicos nostros.
