Psalm CVIII

O God my heart is fixt;
I will sing and give praise,

My Glory, Psaltery, Harp and self,
For this I'll early raise.

Among the people all
I'll praise thy name, O God,
Thy praises I will sing among
The Nations all abroad.

For great thy mercy is,
Above the Heavens high,
Thy truth and faithfulness doth reach
Above the cloudy Skie.

Above the Heavens, O God,
Be thou exalted high,
And over all the spacious earth,
Thy Glory magnifie;

That thy beloved Ones
Delivered may be.
O save them with thine own right hand,
And hear and answer me.

I will rejoice, for God
Spake from his holy Seat,
Shechem I will divide, and will
The Vale of Succoth mete.

Gilead is only mine,
Manasseh mine shall be:
Ephraim is the strength of my Head;
Juda gives Laws for me.

Moab my washpot is;
On Edom I will tread,
And the Philistine-Nation all
In triumph I will lead.

Who will bring me into
The City fortify'd?
And who will into Edom's Land
My conquering Army guide?

Even he that cast us off;
And wilt not thou, O God,
Again go forth before our Hosts,
When hey do march abroad?

From trouble give us help;
For vain is all Mens aid:

Through God, we shall do valiantly,
Our Foes he down will tread.