Psalms, 108

A song. A melody of David.

¹ My heart is steadfast, O God. I will sing and make melody, Even my glory.

² Do awake, O stringed instrument; you too, O harp. I will awaken the dawn.

³ I shall laud you among the peoples, O Jehovah; And I shall make melody to you among the national groups.

⁴ For your loving-kindness^*1 is great up to the heavens, And your trueness up to the skies.

⁵ O be exalted above the heavens, O God; And let your glory be above all the earth.

⁶ In order that your beloved ones may be rescued, O do save with your right hand and answer me.

⁷ God himself has spoken in his holiness: “I will exult, I will give out Sheʹchem as a portion; And the low plain of Sucʹcoth I shall measure off.

⁸ Gilʹe·ad belongs to me; Ma·nasʹseh belongs to me; And Eʹphra·im is the fortress of my head one; Judah is my commander’s staff.

⁹ Moʹab is my washing pot. Over Eʹdom I shall throw my sandal. Over Phi·lisʹti·a I shall shout in triumph.”^*1

¹⁰ Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will actually lead me as far as Eʹdom?

¹¹ Is it not [you], O God, who have cast us off And who do not go forth with our armies as God?

¹² Do give us assistance from distress, As salvation by earthling man^*1 is worthless.

¹³ By God we shall gain vital energy, And he himself will tread down our adversaries.