Psalms 108

1 A Song, a Psalm of David. My heart is fixed, O God: I will sing, yea, I will sing psalms, even [with] my glory.

2 Awake, lute and harp: I will wake the dawn.

3 I will give thee thanks among the peoples, O Jehovah; of thee will I sing psalms among the nations:

4 For thy loving-kindness is great above the heavens, and thy truth is unto the clouds.

5 Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God, and thy glory above all the earth.

6 That thy beloved ones may be delivered: save with thy right hand, and answer me.

7 God hath spoken in his holiness: I will exult, I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.

8 Gilead is mine, Manasseh is mine, and Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;

9 Moab is my wash-pot; upon Edom will I cast my sandal; over Philistia will I shout aloud.

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

11 [Wilt] not [thou], O God, who didst cast us off? and didst not go forth, O God, with our armies?

12 Give us help from trouble; for vain is man's deliverance.

13 Through God we shall do valiantly; and he it is that will tread down our adversaries.