Psalms 108

1 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.

My heart is steadfast, God. I will sing zahmar ·musical praise· and I will give kavod ·weighty glory·.

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

Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up the dawn.

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

I will yadah ·extend hands in thankful praise· to you, Adonai, among the nations. I will sing zahmar ·musical praise· to you among the peoples.

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

For your chesed ·loving-kindness· is great above the heavens. Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

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

Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your kavod ·weighty glory· be over all the earth.

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

That your yadid ·beloved· may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.

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

God has spoken from his sanctuary: “In triumph, I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Sukkot.

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

Gilead is mine. Manasseh [Causing to forget] is mine. Ephraim [Fruit] also is my helmet. Judah [Praised] is my scepter.

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

Moab [From father] is my wash pot. I will toss my sandal on Edom [Red]. I will shout over Philistia.”

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

Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who has led me to Edom [Red]?

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

Haven’t you rejected us, God? You don’t go out, God, with our armies.

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

Give us help against the enemy, for the help of man is vain.

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

Through God, we will do valiantly. For it is he who will tread down our enemies.