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