[A song. A Davidic psalm.] My heart is confident, God; I will sing; I will sing praises with the whole of my being.
Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up the dawn.
I will praise You, LORD, among the peoples; I will sing praises to You among the nations.
For Your faithful love is higher than the heavens; Your faithfulness reaches the clouds.
God, be exalted above the heavens; let Your glory be over the whole earth.
Save with Your right hand and answer me so that those You love may be rescued.
God has spoken in His sanctuary: "I will triumph! I will divide up Shechem. I will apportion the Valley of Succoth.
Gilead is Mine, Manasseh is Mine, and Ephraim is My helmet; Judah is My scepter.
Moab is My washbasin; on Edom I throw My sandal. Over Philistia I shout in triumph."
Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?
Have You not rejected us, God? God, You do not march out with our armies.
Give us aid against the foe, for human help is worthless.
With God we will perform valiantly; He will trample our foes.