Psalms 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 reaches 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 has spoken in his sanctuary;
8 I will be exalted, and will divide
Sicima, and will measure out the valley of tents.
9 Galaad is mine; and Manasses is
mine; and Ephraim is the help of mine head; Judas is my king;
10 Moab is the caldron 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
aGr. work power.do valiantly; and he will bring to nought our enemies.