Psalms 108

1 A song, a psalm of David. My heart is fixed, God; I will sing, yes, I will sing praises also with my honored heart.

A song or Psalme of David. O God, mine heart is prepared, so is my tongue: I will sing and giue praise.

2 Wake up, lute and harp; I will wake up the dawn.

Awake viole and harpe: I will awake early.

3 I will give thanks to you, Yahweh, among the peoples; I will sing praises to you among the nations.

I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.

4 For your covenant faithfulness is great above the heavens; and your trustworthiness reaches to the skies.

For thy mercy is great aboue the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the clouds.

5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens, and may your glory be exalted over all the earth.

Exalt thy self, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glorie be vpon all the earth,

6 So that those you love may be rescued, rescue us with your right hand and answer me.

That thy beloued may be deliuered: helpe with thy right hand and heare me.

7 God has spoken in his holiness; “I will rejoice; I will divide Shechem and apportion out the Valley of Succoth.

God hath spoken in his holinesse: therefore I will reioyce, I shall deuide Shechem and measure the valley of Succoth.

8 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is my helmet; Judah is my scepter.

Gilead shalbe mine, and Manasseh shalbe mine: Ephraim also shalbe the strength of mine head: Iuda is my lawgiuer.

9 Moab is my washbasin; over Edom I will throw my shoe; I will shout in triumph because of Philistia.

Moab shalbe my washpot: ouer Edom wil I cast out my shoe: vpon Palestina wil I triumph.

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

Who will leade mee into the strong citie? who will bring me vnto Edom?

11 God, have you not rejected us? You do not go into battle with our army.

Wilt not thou, O God, which haddest forsaken vs, and diddest not goe foorth, O God, with our armies?

12 Give us help against the enemy, for man's help is futile.

Giue vs helpe against trouble: for vaine is the helpe of man.

13 We will triumph with God's help; he will trample down our enemies.

Through God we shall doe valiantly: for he shall treade downe our enemies.