My heart is confident, O God. I want to sing and make music even with my soul.
Wake up, harp and lyre! I want to wake up at dawn.
I want to give thanks to you among the people, O LORD. I want to make music to praise you among the nations
because your mercy is higher than the heavens. Your truth reaches the skies.
May you be honored above the heavens, O God. Let your glory extend over the whole earth.
Save [us] with your powerful hand, and answer us so that those who are dear to you may be rescued.
God has promised the following through his holiness: "I will triumph! I will divide Shechem. I will measure the valley of Succoth.
Gilead is mine. Manasseh is mine. Ephraim is the helmet on my head. Judah is my scepter.
Moab is my washtub. I will throw my shoe over Edom. I will shout in triumph over Philistia."
Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?
Isn't it you, O God, who rejected us? Isn't it you, O God, who refused to accompany our armies?
Give us help against the enemy because human assistance is worthless.
With God we will display great strength. He will trample our enemies.