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Psalms 107

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1 Song of a Psalm by David.

2 O God, my heart is ready, my heart is ready; I will sing and sing psalms with my glory.

3 Awake, psaltery and harp; I will awake early.

4 I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, among the people; I will sing praise to thee among the Gentiles.

5 For thy mercy is great above the heavens, and thy truth [reaches] to the clouds.

6 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; and thy glory above all the earth.

7 That thy beloved [ones] may be delivered, save with thy right hand, and hear me. God has spoken in his sanctuary;

8 I will be exalted, and will divide Sicima, and will measure out the valley of tents.

9 Galaad is mine; and Manasses is mine; and Ephraim is the help of mine head; Judas is my king;

10 Moab is the caldron of my hope; over Idumea will I cast my sandal; the Philistines are made subject to me.

11 Who will bring me into the fortified city? or who will guide me to Idumea?

12 Wilt not thou, O God, who hast rejected us? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our hosts?

13 Give us help from tribulation: for vain is the help of man.

14 Through God we shall do valiantly; and he will bring to nought our enemies.