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My heart, O God, is steadfast
I will sing and make music with all the soul I own
Awake, harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn

I will praise You, Lord, among the nations
I will sing of You among the peoples
For great is Your love, higher than the heavens
Your faithfulness reaches to the skies where there is no evil

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens
Let Your glory be over all the earth
Save us and help us with Your right hand
That those You love may be delivered and be mirth

God has spoken from His sanctuary:
“In triumph I will parcel out Shechem
And measure off the Valley of Sukkoth”
These are His words and I heard them

“Gilead is mine, Manasseh is mine
Ephraim is my helmet where there is no sin
Judah is my scepter
Moab is my washbasin

On 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 when I need to move?

Is it not You, God, you who have rejected us
And no longer go out with our armies?
Give us aid against the enemy
For human help is worthless

Lord will trample down our enemies
With God the victory we will gain
Lord will trample down our enemies
And we’ll be winning again and again