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A Song or Psalm of David.
1 O God, my heart’s fix’d, I’ll sing; praise sing ev’n with my glory. 2 Awake thou psaltery and harp; I will awake early. 3 O thou Jehovah, thee will I the people praise among: within the midst of nations thee will I praise with song.
4 For o’er the heav’ns thy mercies great; to th’ skies thy truth doth mount. 5 O’er heav’ns, O God, be lift, all earth let thy glory surmount: 6 That thy beloved people may be set at liberty: with thy right hand salvation give, and do thou answer me.
7 God hath in his own holiness spoken, rejoice I shall: of Shechem I’ll division make; and mete out Succoth’s vale. 8 Mine Gilead, mine Manasseh is, and Ephr’im also he is of my head the strength: Judah shall my lawgiver be.
9 Moab my washpot, I will cast over Edom my shoe: I’ll make a shout triumphantly over Philistia too. 10 Who is it that will bring me to the city fortified? who is it that into Edom will be to me a guide?
11 Wilt not thou do this thing, O God, who didst us cast thee fro? and likewise wilt not thou, O God, forth with our armies go? 12 From trouble give us help; for vain is man’s salvation. 13 Through God we shall do valiantly; for he’ll our foes tread down.