[1] My heart is unwavering, God. I will sing and make music—yes, with my whole being! [2] Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake the dawn itself! [3] I will give thanks to you, LORD, among all the peoples; I will make music to you among the nations, [4] because your faithful love is higher than heaven; your faithfulness reaches the clouds. [5] Exalt yourself, God, higher than heaven! Let your glory be over all the earth! [6] Save me by your power and answer me so that the people you love might be rescued. [7] God has spoken in his sanctuary: “I will celebrate as I divide up Shechem and portion out the Succoth Valley. [8] Gilead is mine, Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is my helmet, Judah is my scepter. [9] But Moab is my washbowl; I’ll throw my shoe at Edom. I shout in triumph over Philistia! [10] I wish someone would bring me to a fortified city! I wish someone would lead me to Edom!” [11] But you have rejected us, God, haven’t you? You, God, no longer accompany our armies. [12] Give us help against the enemy—human help is worthless. [13] With God we will triumph: God is the one who will trample our adversaries.
