< Psalms 108 >

1 A Song, a Psalm of David. Prepared is my heart, O God, I sing, yea, I sing praise, also my honour.
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, psaltery and harp, I awake the dawn.
Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.
3 I thank Thee among peoples, O Jehovah, And I praise Thee among the nations.
I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.
4 For great above the heavens [is] Thy kindness, And unto the clouds Thy truth.
For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.
5 Be Thou exalted above the heavens, O God, And above all the earth Thy honour.
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:
6 That Thy beloved ones may be delivered, Save [with] Thy right hand, and answer us.
That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.
7 God hath spoken in His holiness: I exult, I apportion Shechem, And the valley of Succoth I measure,
God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
8 Mine [is] Gilead, mine [is] Manasseh, And Ephraim [is] the strength of my head, Judah [is] my lawgiver,
Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:
9 Moab [is] a pot for my washing, Upon Edom I cast my shoe, Over Philistia I shout habitually.
Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.
10 Who doth bring me in to the fenced city? Who hath led me unto Edom?
Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
11 Hast not Thou, O God, cast us off? And Thou goest not out, O God, with our hosts!
Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?
12 Give to us help from adversity, And vain is the salvation of man.
O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
13 In God we do mightily, And He doth tread down our adversaries!
Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.

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