Psalms 107

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 Shechem, And will measure out the Valley of Tents. 9 Gilead is mine; and Manasseh is mine; And Ephraim is the help of my head; Judah is my king; 10 Moab is the caldron of my hope; Over Edom 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 Edom? 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.