Psalm 108:5–12

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens!

Let your glory be over all the earth!

That your beloved ones may be delivered,

give salvation by your right hand and answer me!

God has promised in his holiness:

“With exultation I will divide up Shechem

and portion out the Valley of Succoth.

Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine;

Ephraim is my helmet,

Judah my scepter.

Moab is my washbasin;

upon Edom I cast my shoe;

over Philistia I shout in triumph.”

Who will bring me to the fortified city?

Who will lead me to Edom?

Have you not rejected us, O God?

You do not go out, O God, with our armies.

Oh grant us help against the foe,

for vain is the salvation of man!

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;

let your glory be over all the earth.

Save us and help us with your right hand,

that those you love may be delivered.

God has spoken from his sanctuary:

“In triumph I will parcel out Shechem

and measure off the Valley of Sukkoth.

Gilead is mine, Manasseh is mine;

Ephraim is my helmet,

Judah is my scepter.

Moab is my washbasin,

on Edom I toss my sandal;

over Philistia I shout in triumph.”

Who will bring me to the fortified city?

Who will lead me to Edom?

Is it not you, God, you who have rejected us

and no longer go out with our armies?

Give us aid against the enemy,

for human help is worthless.

God, be exalted above the heavens,

and let your glory be over the whole earth.

Save with your right hand and answer me

so that those you love may be rescued.

God has spoken in his sanctuary:

“I will celebrate!

I will divide up Shechem.

I will apportion the Valley of Succoth.

Gilead is mine, Manasseh is mine,

and Ephraim is my helmet;

Judah is my scepter.

Moab is my washbasin;

I throw my sandal on Edom.

I shout in triumph over Philistia.”

Who will bring me to the fortified city?

Who will lead me to Edom?

God, haven’t you rejected us?

God, you do not march out with our armies.

Give us aid against the foe,

for human help is worthless.

Be exalted, O God, above the highest heavens.

May your glory shine over all the earth.

Now rescue your beloved people.

Answer and save us by your power.

God has promised this by his holiness:

“I will divide up Shechem with joy.

I will measure out the valley of Succoth.

Gilead is mine,

and Manasseh, too.

Ephraim, my helmet, will produce my warriors,

and Judah, my scepter, will produce my kings.

But Moab, my washbasin, will become my servant,

and I will wipe my feet on Edom

and shout in triumph over Philistia.”

Who will bring me into the fortified city?

Who will bring me victory over Edom?

Have you rejected us, O God?

Will you no longer march with our armies?

Oh, please help us against our enemies,

for all human help is useless.

Be exalted above the heavens, O God,

and let your glory be above all the earth,

so that your beloved ones may be rescued.

Save by your right hand and answer me.

God has spoken in his holiness,

“I will exult, I will divide up Shechem,

and portion out the valley of Succoth.

Gilead is mine. Manasseh is mine.

And Ephraim is the helmet for my head.

Judah is my scepter;

Moab is my washing pot.

Over Edom I will cast my sandal;

Over Philistia I will shout in triumph.”

Who will bring me to the fortified city?

Who will lead me to Edom?

Have you not rejected us, O God,

and not gone out with our armies, O God?

Give us help against the enemy,

for the help of humankind is futile.

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens:

And thy glory above all the earth;

That thy beloved may be delivered:

Save with thy right hand, and answer me.

God hath spoken in his holiness;

I will rejoice, I will divide Shechem,

And mete out the valley of Succoth.

Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine;

Ephraim also is the strength of mine head;

Judah is my lawgiver;

Moab is my washpot;

Over Edom will I cast out my shoe;

Over Philistia will I triumph.

Who will bring me into the strong city?

Who will lead me into Edom?

Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off?

And wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our hosts?

Give us help from trouble:

For vain is the help of man.