Psalms 107
1Song of a Psalm by David.
2O God, my heart is ready, my heart is ready; I will sing and sing psalms with my glory.
3Awake, psaltery and harp; I will awake early.
4I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, among the people; I will sing praise to thee among the Gentiles.
5For thy mercy is great above the heavens, and thy truth reaches to the clouds.
6Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; and thy glory above all the earth.
7That thy beloved ones may be delivered, save with thy right hand, and hear me. God has spoken in his sanctuary;
8I will be exalted, and will divide Sicima, and will measure out the valley of tents.
9Galaad is mine; and Manasses is mine; and Ephraim is the help of mine head; Judas is my king;
10Moab is the caldron of my hope; over Idumea will I cast my sandal; the Philistines are made subject to me.
11Who will bring me into the fortified city? or who will guide me to Idumea?
12Wilt not thou, O God, who hast rejected us? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our hosts?
13Give us help from tribulation: for vain is the help of man.
14Through God we shall + 107:14 Gr. work power.do valiantly; and he will bring to nought our enemies.