< Psalms 108 >

1 A Song. A Psalm by David. My heart is steadfast, God. I will sing and I will make music with my soul.
Canticum Psalmi David. Paratum cor meum Deus, paratum cor meum: cantabo, et psallam in gloria mea.
2 Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up the dawn.
Exurge gloria mea, exurge psalterium, et cithara: exurgam diluculo.
3 I will give thanks to you, LORD, amongst the nations. I will sing praises to you amongst the peoples.
Confitebor tibi in populis Domine: et psallam tibi in nationibus.
4 For your loving kindness is great above the heavens. Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.
Quia magna est super caelos misericordia tua: et usque ad nubes veritas tua:
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be over all the earth.
Exaltare super caelos Deus, et super omnem terram gloria tua:
6 That your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.
ut liberentur dilecti tui. Salvum fac dextera tua, et exaudi me:
7 God has spoken from his sanctuary: “In triumph, I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.
Deus locutus est in sancto suo: Exultabo, et dividam Sichimam, et convallem tabernaculorum dimetiar.
8 Gilead is mine. Manasseh is mine. Ephraim also is my helmet. Judah is my sceptre.
Meus est Galaad, et meus est Manasses: et Ephraim susceptio capitis mei. Iuda rex meus:
9 Moab is my wash pot. I will toss my sandal on Edom. I will shout over Philistia.”
Moab lebes spei meae. In Idumaeam extendam calceamentum meum: mihi alienigenae amici facti sunt.
10 Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?
Quis deducet me in civitatem munitam? quis deducet me usque in Idumaeam?
11 Haven’t you rejected us, God? You don’t go out, God, with our armies.
Nonne tu Deus, qui repulisti nos, et non exibis Deus in virtutibus nostris?
12 Give us help against the enemy, for the help of man is vain.
Da nobis auxilium de tribulatione: quia vana salus hominis.
13 Through God, we will do valiantly, for it is he who will tread down our enemies.
In Deo faciemus virtutem: et ipse ad nihilum deducet inimicos nostros.

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