Song of a Psalm by David.
O God, my heart is ready, my heart is ready;
I will sing and sing psalms with my glory.
Awake, psaltery and harp;
I will awake early.
I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, among the people;
I will sing praise to thee among the Gentiles.
For thy mercy is great above the heavens,
And thy truth reaches to the clouds.
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens;
And thy glory above all the earth.
That thy beloved ones may be delivered,
Save with thy right hand, and hear me.
God has spoken in his sanctuary;
I will be exalted, and will divide Shechem,
And will measure out the Valley of Tents.
Gilead is mine; and Manasseh is mine;
And Ephraim is the help of my head;
Judah is my king;
Moab is the caldron of my hope;
Over Edom will I cast my sandal;
The Philistines are made subject to me.
Who will bring me into the fortified city?
Or who will guide me to Edom?
Wilt not thou, O God, who hast rejected us?
And wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our hosts?
Give us help from tribulation:
For vain is the help of man.
Through God we shall do valiantly;
And he will bring to nought our enemies.
