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 Shechem,

And will measure out the Valley of Tents.

9Gilead is mine; and Manasseh is mine;

And Ephraim is the help of my head;

Judah is my king;

10Moab is the caldron of my hope;

Over Edom 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 Edom?

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 do valiantly;

And he will bring to nought our enemies.