A Song, a Psalm of David. Prepared is my heart, O God, I sing, yea, I sing praise, also my honour.

Awake, psaltery and harp, I awake the dawn.

I thank Thee among peoples, O Jehovah, And I praise Thee among the nations.

For great above the heavens `is' Thy kindness, And unto the clouds Thy truth.

Be Thou exalted above the heavens, O God, And above all the earth Thy honour.

That Thy beloved ones may be delivered, Save `with' Thy right hand, and answer us.

God hath spoken in His holiness: I exult, I apportion Shechem, And the valley of Succoth I measure,

Mine `is' Gilead, mine `is' Manasseh, And Ephraim `is' the strength of my head, Judah `is' my lawgiver,

Moab `is' a pot for my washing, Upon Edom I cast my shoe, Over Philistia I shout habitually.

Who doth bring me in to the fenced city? Who hath led me unto Edom?

Hast not Thou, O God, cast us off? And Thou goest not out, O God, with our hosts!

Give to us help from adversity, And vain is the salvation of man.

In God we do mightily, And He doth tread down our adversaries!