Psalms.
Chapter 108.
A Song, a Psalm of David. My heart is fixed, O God: I will sing, yea, I will sing psalms, even with my glory. 
Awake, lute and harp: I will wake the dawn. 
I will give thee thanks among the peoples, O Jehovah; of thee will I sing psalms among the nations: 
For thy loving-kindness is great above the heavens, and thy truth is unto the clouds. 
Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God, and thy glory above all the earth. 
That thy beloved ones may be delivered: save with thy right hand, and answer me. 
God hath spoken in his holiness: I will exult, I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth. 
Gilead is mine, Manasseh is mine, and Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver; 
Moab is my wash-pot; upon Edom will I cast my sandal; over Philistia will I shout aloud. 
Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me unto Edom? 
Wilt not thou, O God, who didst cast us off? and didst not go forth, O God, with our armies? 
Give us help from trouble; for vain is man's deliverance. 
Through God we shall do valiantly; and he it is that will tread down our adversaries. 
