My Heart Is Fixed, Lord

Verse 1

My heart is fix’d, Lord; I will sing, and with my glory praise.

Verse 2

Awake up psaltery and harp; myself I’ll early raise.

Verse 3

I’ll praise thee ‘mong the people, Lord; ’mong nations sing will I:

Verse 4

For above heav’n thy mercy’s great, thy truth doth reach the sky.

Verse 5

Be thou above the heavens, Lord, exalted gloriously; Thy glory all the earth above be lifted up on high.

Verse 6

That those who thy beloved are delivered may be, O do thou save with thy right hand, and answer give to me.

Verse 7

God in his holiness hath said, Herein I will take pleasure; Shechem I will divide, and forth will Succoth’s valley measure.

Verse 8

Gilead I claim as mine by right; Manasseh mine shall be; Ephraim is of my head the strength; Judah gives laws for me;

Verse 9

Moab’s my washing-pot; my shoe I’ll over Edom throw; Over the land of Palestine I will in triumph go.

Verse 10

O who is he will bring me to the city fortify’d? O who is he that to the land of Edom will me guide?

Verse 11

O God, thou who hadst cast us off, this thing wilt thou not do? And wilt not thou, ev’n thou, O God, forth with our armies go?

Verse 12

Do thou from trouble give us help, for helpless is man’s aid.

Verse 13

Through God we shall do valiantly; our foes he shall down tread.