| Chapter 108 |
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A Song. A Psalm. Of David.
O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs and melody, even with my glory.
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Give out your sounds, O corded instruments: the dawn will be awaking with my song.
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I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make melody to you among the nations.
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For your mercy is higher than the heavens: and your unchanging faith than the clouds.
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Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.
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Let your right hand be stretched out for salvation, and give me an answer, so that your loved ones may be safe from danger.
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This is the word of the holy God: I will be glad; I will make Shechem a heritage, measuring out the valley of Succoth.
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Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;
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Moab is my washpot; on Edom is the resting-place of my shoe; over Philistia will I send out a glad cry.
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Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?
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Have you not sent us away from you, O God? and you go not out with our armies.
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Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.
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With God we will do great things; for by him will our haters be crushed underfoot.
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