1 A Song, a Psalm of David. 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.