| 1 | A canticle of a psalm for David himself. |
| 2 | My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory. |
| 3 | Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early. |
| 4 | I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations. |
| 5 | For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds. |
| 6 | Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth: |
| 7 | That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me. |
| 8 | God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles. |
| 9 | Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king: |
| 10 | Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends. |
| 11 | Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom? |
| 12 | Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies? |
| 13 | O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man. |
| 14 | Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing. |
