Psalm 108:1–13

¹My heart is confident, O God. 

I want to sing and make music even with my soul.^b

²Wake up, harp and lyre! 

I want to wake up at dawn. 

³I want to give thanks to you among the people, O Lord. 

I want to make music to praise you among the nations 

⁴because your mercy is higher than the heavens. 

Your truth reaches the skies. 

⁵May you be honored above the heavens, O God. 

Let your glory extend over the whole earth. 

⁶Save ⸤us⸥ with your powerful hand, and answer us 

so that those who are dear to you may be rescued. 

⁷God has promised the following through his holiness: 

“I will triumph! 

I will divide Shechem. 

I will measure the valley of Succoth. 

⁸Gilead is mine. 

Manasseh is mine. 

Ephraim is the helmet on my head. 

Judah is my scepter. 

⁹Moab is my washtub. 

I will throw my shoe over Edom. 

I will shout in triumph over Philistia.” 

¹⁰Who will bring me into the fortified city? 

Who will lead me to Edom? 

¹¹Isn’t it you, O God, who rejected us? 

Isn’t it you, O God, who refused to accompany our armies? 

¹²Give us help against the enemy 

because human assistance is worthless. 

¹³With God we will display great strength. 

He will trample our enemies.