My heart is set, God; * I will sing and praise you.

Wake up, my heart! * Wake up, my harp and lyre! * I will wake up the Dawn!

I will thank you among the nations, Yahweh; * I will praise you among the peoples, your Greatness!

Above the heavens is your kindness; * and to the sky your fidelity.

    Your stature is above the heavens, God, * your glory over all the earth.

    For the deliverance of your dear ones, * with your right hand give me victory and triumph.

        God spoke from his sanctuary: * “Exultant I will divide up Shechem, * the Valley of Succoth measure off.

        Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; * Ephraim is my helmet, * Judah my commander's staff.

        Moab is my washbasin; * upon Edom will I set my sandal; * over Philistia I will give a cry of conquest.”

    Who will bring me the Rock City? * who will offer me Edom's throne?

    But you, God, will you be angry with us, * and go forth, God, no more with our armies?

Grant us liberation from the adversary, * since the aid of man is futile.

With God we will be victorious; * he himself will trample our adversaries.