Berean Standard
Psalm
Chapter 108
                                                            A song. A Psalm of David. My heart is steadfast, O God; I will sing and make music with all my being.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            I will praise You, O LORD, among the nations; I will sing Your praises among the peoples.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            For Your loving devotion extends beyond the heavens, and Your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Respond and save us with Your right hand, that Your beloved may be delivered.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            God has spoken from His sanctuary: “I will triumph! I will parcel out Shechem and apportion the Valley of Succoth.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Gilead is Mine, and Manasseh is Mine; Ephraim is My helmet, Judah is My scepter.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Moab is My washbasin; upon Edom I toss 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, O God? Will You no longer march out, O God, with our armies?
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            With God we will perform with valor, and He will trample our enemies.