Psalm 108

A Song or Psalm of David.

1        My heart is fix'd, Lord; I will sing,

                   and with my glory praise.

2        Awake up psaltery and harp;

                   myself I'll early raise.

3        I'll praise thee 'mong the people, Lord;

                   'mong nations sing will I:

4        For above heav'n thy mercy's great,

                   thy truth doth reach the sky.

5        Be thou above the heavens, Lord,

                   exalted gloriously;

          Thy glory all the earth above

                   be lifted up on high.

6        That those who thy beloved are

                   delivered may be,

          O do thou save with thy right hand,

                   and answer give to me.

7        God in his holiness hath said,

                   Herein I will take pleasure;

          Shechem I will divide, and forth

                   will Succoth's valley measure.

8        Gilead I claim as mine by right;

                   Manasseh mine shall be;

          Ephraim is of my head the strength;

                   Judah gives laws for me;

9        Moab's my washing-pot; my shoe

                   I'll over Edom throw;

          Over the land of Palestine

                   I will in triumph go.

10      O who is he will bring me to

                   the city fortify'd?

          O who is he that to the land

                   of Edom will me guide?

11      O God, thou who hadst cast us off,

                   this thing wilt thou not do?

          And wilt not thou, ev'n thou, O God,

                   forth with our armies go?

12      Do thou from trouble give us help,

                   for helpless is man's aid.

13      Through God we shall do valiantly;

                   our foes he shall down tread.