My heart is ready, oh God,
and I will sing and play to you.
Wake up, my soul,
harp and lyre,
I will wake up the dawn
and praise you before the people, Lord.
Be exalted, oh God, above the heavens in your glory.
You will triumph in your sanctuary,
and measure the valley of Succoth.
Gilead is mine. Manasseh is mine.
Ephraim also is my helmet,
and Judah is my scepter.
Moab is my wash pot.
I will toss my sandal on Edom,
and triumph over the land of the Philistines.
Who will bring me into the fortified city?
God, have you rejected us?
Give us help against the enemy;
we will do great things through you.
You will tread down our enemies yourself.