1 A Song. A Psalm. Of David.

2 \108:1\O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs and melody, even with my glory.

3 \108:2\Give out your sounds, O corded instruments: the dawn will be awaking with my song.

4 \108:3\I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make melody to you among the nations.

5 \108:4\For your mercy is higher than the heavens: and your unchanging faith than the clouds.

6 \108:5\Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.

7 \108:6\Let your right hand be stretched out for salvation, and give me an answer, so that your loved ones may be safe from danger.

8 \108:7\This is the word of the holy God: I will be glad; I will make Shechem a heritage, measuring out the valley of Succoth.

9 \108:8\Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;

10 \108:9\Moab is my washpot; on Edom is the resting-place of my shoe; over Philistia will I send out a glad cry.

11 \108:10\Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?

12 \108:11\Have you not sent us away from you, O God? and you go not out with our armies.

13 \108:12\Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.

14 \108:13\With God we will do great things; for by him will our haters be crushed underfoot.

1 My heart is fixed, O God;

I will sing, yea, I will sing praises, even with my glory.

2 Awake, psaltery and harp:

I myself will awake right early.

3 I will give thanks unto thee, O Jehovah, among the peoples;

And I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.

4 For thy lovingkindness is great above the heavens;

And thy truth reacheth unto the skies.

5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens,

And thy glory above all the earth.

6 That thy beloved may be delivered,

Save with thy right hand, and answer us.

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;

Ephraim also is the defence of my head;

Judah is my sceptre.

9 Moab is my washpot;

Upon Edom will I cast my shoe;

Over Philistia will I shout.

10 Who will bring me into the fortified city?

Who hath led me unto Edom?

11 Hast not thou cast us off, O God?

And thou goest not forth, O God, with our hosts.

12 Give us help against the adversary;

For vain is the help of man.

13 Through God we shall do valiantly:

For he it is that will tread down our adversaries.