1<A Song. A Psalm. Of David.> O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs and melody, even with my glory.

2Give out your sounds, O corded instruments: the dawn will be awaking with my song.

3I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make melody to you among the nations.

4For your mercy is higher than the heavens: and your unchanging faith than the clouds.

5Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.

6Let your right hand be stretched out for salvation, and give me an answer, so that your loved ones may be safe from danger.

7This is the word of the holy God: I will be glad; I will make Shechem a heritage, measuring out the valley of Succoth.

8Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;

9Moab is my washpot; on Edom is the resting-place of my shoe; over Philistia will I send out a glad cry.

10Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?

11Have you not sent us away from you, O God? and you go not out with our armies.

12Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.

13With God we will do great things; for by him will our haters be crushed underfoot.