Paratum cor meum. The prophet praiseth God for benefits received.

 1 A canticle of a psalm for David himself.  2 My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.  3 Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.  4 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.  5 For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.

 6 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:  7 That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.  8 God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.  9 Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:  10 Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.

 11 Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?  12 Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?  13 O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.  14 Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.