My Heart Is Steadfast
A song. A psalm of David.
Stitched together from two earlier psalms of David: morning music that wakes the dawn, then our Father's old boast of ownership over Shechem, Gilead and Edom. Between them sits the sober line that human rescue is worthless, and a plea for real help.
108 1My heart is steadfast, my Father; I will sing and make music with all that I am. 2Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn. 3I will praise you among the peoples, my Father; I will make music to you among the nations. 4For your covenant love is great, higher than the heavens, and your faithfulness reaches to the skies.
5Be exalted, my Father, above the heavens, and let your glory be over all the earth. 6Save us with your right hand and answer me, so that those you love may be rescued.
7Our Father has spoken in his holiness: "In triumph I will divide up Shechem and measure out the Valley of Succoth. 8Gilead is mine, Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is my helmet, Judah my scepter.
9Moab is my washbasin; on Edom I throw my sandal; over Philistia I shout in triumph."
10Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom? 11Is it not you, our Father, who once rejected us, and no longer go out with our armies? 12Give us help against the enemy, for human rescue is worthless. 13With our Father we will gain the victory, and he will trample down our enemies.
