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1My heart is fix'd, Lord;
I will sing,
and with my glory
praise.
2Awake up psaltery and
harp;
myself I'll early raise.
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3I'll praise thee 'mong
the people, Lord;
'mong nations sing will
I:
4For above heav'n thy
mercy's great,
thy truth doth reach the
sky.
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5Be thou above the
heavens, Lord,
exalted gloriously;
Thy
glory all the earth above
be lifted up on high.
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6That those who thy
beloved are
delivered may be,
O
do thou save with thy right hand,
and answer give to me.
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7God in his holiness hath
said,
Herein I will take
pleasure;
Shechem
I will divide, and forth
will Succoth's valley
measure.
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8Gilead I claim as mine
by right;
Manasseh mine shall be;
Ephraim
is of my head the strength;
Judah
gives laws for me;
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9Moab's my washing-pot;
my shoe
I'll over
Edom
throw;
Over
the land of Palestine
I will in triumph go.
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10O who is he will bring
me to
the city fortify'd?
O
who is he that to the land
of
Edom
will me guide?
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11O God, thou who hadst
cast us off,
this thing wilt thou not
do?
And
wilt not thou, ev'n thou, O God,
forth with our armies
go?
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12Do thou from trouble
give us help,
for helpless is man's
aid.
13Through God we shall do
valiantly;
our foes he shall down
tread.
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