Paratum cor meum
O God, my heart is fixed, my heart is firmly fixed; *
I will sing and give praise with the best that I have.
Awake my soul, awake lute and harp; *
I myself will awaken the dawn.
I will give thanks unto you, O Lord, among the peoples, *
and I will sing praises unto you among the nations.
For the greatness of your mercy reaches to the heavens, *
and your faithfulness to the clouds.
Exalt yourself, O God, above the heavens; *
let your glory be over all the earth.
That your beloved may be delivered, *
save me by your right hand, and answer me.
God has spoken in his holiness: *
“I will rejoice and divide Shechem, and parcel out the valley of Succoth.
Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; *
Ephraim also is the helmet for my head; Judah is my scepter.
Moab is my wash-pot; over Edom will I cast my shoe; *
over Philistia will I triumph.”
Who will lead me into the strong city, *
and who will bring me into Edom?
Have you not forsaken us, O God? *
And will you not, O God, go forth with our hosts?
O help us against the enemy, *
for vain is the help of man.
Through God we shall do great acts, *
for it is he who shall tread down our enemies.
The Lord said unto my Lord, “Sit at my right hand, *
until I make your enemies your footstool.”
The Lord shall send the scepter of your power out of Zion: *
“Rule in the midst of your enemies.”
In the day of your power the people, in holy raiment, shall offer you freewill offerings; *
from the womb of the morning, the dew of your youth belongs to you.
The Lord has sworn and will not recant: *
You are a priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek.
The Lord at your right hand *
shall smite kings in the day of his wrath.
He shall judge the nations; *
he shall fill the lands with dead bodies, and strike down heads over many countries.
He shall drink from the brook by the way; *
therefore shall he lift up his head.