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