The Book of Psalms

A canticle of a psalm for David himself.

My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.

Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.

I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.

For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:

That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.

God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.

Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:

Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.

Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?

O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.

Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.

My heart is steadfast, God. I will sing and I will make music with my soul.

Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up the dawn.

I will give thanks to you, LORD, among the nations. I will sing praises to you among the peoples.

For your loving kindness is great above the heavens. Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be over all the earth.

That your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.

God has spoken from his sanctuary: “In triumph, I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

Gilead is mine. Manasseh is mine. Ephraim also is my helmet. Judah is my scepter.

Moab is my wash pot. I will toss my sandal on Edom. I will shout over Philistia.”

Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?

Haven’t you rejected us, God? You don’t go out, God, with our armies.

Give us help against the enemy, for the help of man is vain.

Through God, we will do valiantly, for it is he who will tread down our enemies.