Israel's kingdom blessing
							
																								
								(Psalm 57:1-11; Psalm 60:1-12)							
																								
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									A canticle of a psalm for David himself.
								
							 
																								
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									My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.
								
							 
																								
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									Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.
								
							 
																								
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									I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.
								
							 
																								
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									For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.
								
							 
																								
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									Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:
								
							 
																								
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									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.
								
							 
																								
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									Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:
								
							 
																								
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									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.