| Chapter 107 |
1 | A canticle of a psalm for David himself.
|
2 | My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.
|
3 | Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.
|
4 | I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.
|
5 | For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.
|
6 | Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:
|
7 | that thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.
|
8 | God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
|
9 | Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:
|
10 | Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.
|
11 | Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
|
12 | Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?
|
13 | O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
|
14 | Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.
|