Psalm 107

¹ Song of a Psalm by David.

² O God, my heart is ready, my heart is ready;

I will sing and sing psalms with my glory.

³ Awake, psaltery and harp;

I will awake early.

⁴ I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, among the people;

I will sing praise to thee among the Gentiles.

⁵ For thy mercy is great above the heavens,

and thy truth reacheth to the clouds.

⁶ Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens;

and thy glory above all the earth.

⁷ That thy beloved ones may be delivered,

save with thy right hand, and hear me.

God hath spoken in his sanctuary;

⁸ I will be exalted, and will divide Sychem,

and will measure out the valley of tents.

⁹ Galaad is mine; and Manasses is mine;

and Ephraim is the help of my head;

Judah is my king;

¹⁰ Moab is the cauldron of my hope;

over Idumea will I cast my sandal;

the Philistines are made subject to me.

¹¹ Who will bring me into the fortified city?

or who will guide me to Idumea?

¹² Wilt not thou, O God, who hast rejected us?

and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our hosts?

¹³ Give us help from tribulation:

for vain is the help of man.

¹⁴ Through God we shall ^[1]do valiantly;

and he will bring to nought our enemies.

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