| Chapter 108 |
1 | A Song. A Psalm. Of David.
O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs and melody, even with my glory. |
2 | Give out your sounds, O corded instruments: the dawn will be awaking with my song. |
3 | I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make melody to you among the nations. |
4 | For your mercy is higher than the heavens: and your unchanging faith than the clouds. |
5 | Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth. |
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. |
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. |
8 | Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver; |
9 | Moab is my washpot; on Edom is the resting-place of my shoe; over Philistia will I send out a glad cry. |
10 | Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom? |
11 | Have you not sent us away from you, O God? and you go not out with our armies. |
12 | Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man. |
13 | With God we will do great things; for by him will our haters be crushed underfoot. |