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שִׁ֖יר מִזְמֹ֣ור לְדָוִֽד׃ נָכֹ֣ון לִבִּ֣י אֱלֹהִ֑ים אָשִׁ֥ירָה וַ֝אֲזַמְּרָ֗ה אַף־כְּבֹודִֽי׃ | 1 |
A song. A psalm of David. My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast. I would sing, I would make music; awake, my soul.
ע֭וּרָֽה הַנֵּ֥בֶל וְכִנֹּ֗ור אָעִ֥ירָה שָּֽׁחַר׃ | 2 |
Awake, harp and lyre; I would wake the dawn.
אֹודְךָ֖ בָעַמִּ֥ים ׀ יְהוָ֑ה וַ֝אֲזַמֶּרְךָ֗ בַּל־אֻמִּֽים׃ | 3 |
I would praise you among the peoples, O Lord; make music among the nations to you.
כִּֽי־גָדֹ֣ול מֵֽעַל־שָׁמַ֣יִם חַסְדֶּ֑ךָ וְֽעַד־שְׁחָקִ֥ים אֲמִתֶּֽךָ׃ | 4 |
For great to heaven is your love, and your faithfulness to the clouds.
ר֣וּמָה עַל־שָׁמַ֣יִם אֱלֹהִ֑ים וְעַ֖ל כָּל־הָאָ֣רֶץ כְּבֹודֶֽךָ׃ | 5 |
Be exalted, O God, o’er the heavens, and your glory o’er all the earth.
לְ֭מַעַן יֵחָלְצ֣וּן יְדִידֶ֑יךָ הֹושִׁ֖יעָה יְמִֽינְךָ֣ וַעֲנֵֽנִי׃ | 6 |
So those you love may be rescued, save by your right hand and answer us.
אֱלֹהִ֤ים ׀ דִּבֶּ֥ר בְּקָדְשֹׁ֗ו אֶעְלֹ֥זָה אֲחַלְּקָ֥ה שְׁכֶ֑ם וְעֵ֖מֶק סֻכֹּ֣ות אֲמַדֵּֽד׃ | 7 |
God did solemnly swear: “As victor will I divide Shechem, portion out the valley of Succoth.
לִ֤י גִלְעָ֨ד ׀ לִ֤י מְנַשֶּׁ֗ה וְ֭אֶפְרַיִם מָעֹ֣וז רֹאשִׁ֑י יְ֝הוּדָ֗ה מְחֹקְקִֽי׃ | 8 |
Mine is Gilead, mine is Manasseh, Ephraim is my helmet, Judah my sceptre of rule,
מֹואָ֤ב ׀ סִ֬יר רַחְצִ֗י עַל־אֱ֭דֹום אַשְׁלִ֣יךְ נַעֲלִ֑י עֲלֵֽי־פְ֝לֶ֗שֶׁת אֶתְרֹועָֽע׃ | 9 |
Moab the pot that I wash in, on Edom I hurl my sandal, I shout o’er Philistia in triumph.”
מִ֣י יֹ֭בִלֵנִי עִ֣יר מִבְצָ֑ר מִ֖י נָחַ֣נִי עַד־אֱדֹֽום׃ | 10 |
O to be brought to the fortified city! O to be led into Edom!
הֲלֹֽא־אֱלֹהִ֥ים זְנַחְתָּ֑נוּ וְֽלֹא־תֵצֵ֥א אֱ֝לֹהִ֗ים בְּצִבְאֹתֵֽינוּ׃ | 11 |
Have you not spurned us, O God? You do not march forth with our armies.
הָֽבָה־לָּ֣נוּ עֶזְרָ֣ת מִצָּ֑ר וְ֝שָׁ֗וְא תְּשׁוּעַ֥ת אָדָֽם׃ | 12 |
Grant us help from the foe, for human help is worthless.
בֵּֽאלֹהִ֥ים נַעֲשֶׂה־חָ֑יִל וְ֝ה֗וּא יָב֥וּס צָרֵֽינוּ׃ | 13 |
With God we shall yet do bravely, he himself will tread down our foes.