Psalms 107

A canticle of a psalm for David himself.

Canticum Psalmi, ipsi David.

ᾠδὴ ψαλμοῦ τῷ Δαυιδ

My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.

Paratum cor meum, Deus, paratum cor meum; cantabo, et psallam in gloria mea.

ἑτοίμη ἡ καρδία μου ὁ θεός ἑτοίμη ἡ καρδία μου ᾄσομαι καὶ ψαλῶ ἐν τῇ δόξῃ μου

Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.

Exsurge, gloria mea; exsurge, psalterium et cithara; exsurgam diluculo.

ἐξεγέρθητι ψαλτήριον καὶ κιθάρα ἐξεγερθήσομαι ὄρθρου

I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the nations.

Confitebor tibi in populis, Domine, et psallam tibi in nationibus:

ἐξομολογήσομαί σοι ἐν λαοῖς κύριε καὶ ψαλῶ σοι ἐν ἔθνεσιν

For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.

quia magna est super cælos misericordia tua, et usque ad nubes veritas tua.

ὅτι μέγα ἐπάνω τῶν οὐρανῶν τὸ ἔλεός σου καὶ ἕως τῶν νεφελῶν ἡ ἀλήθειά σου

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:

Exaltare super cælos, Deus, et super omnem terram gloria tua:

ὑψώθητι ἐπὶ τοὺς οὐρανούς ὁ θεός καὶ ἐπὶ πᾶσαν τὴν γῆν ἡ δόξα σου

That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.

ut liberentur dilecti tui. Salvum fac dextera tua, et exaudi me.

ὅπως ἂν ῥυσθῶσιν οἱ ἀγαπητοί σου σῶσον τῇ δεξιᾷ σου καὶ ἐπάκουσόν μου

God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.

Deus locutus est in sancto suo : Exsultabo, et dividam Sichimam; et convallem tabernaculorum dimetiar.

ὁ θεὸς ἐλάλησεν ἐν τῷ ἁγίῳ αὐτοῦ ὑψωθήσομαι καὶ διαμεριῶ Σικιμα καὶ τὴν κοιλάδα τῶν σκηνῶν διαμετρήσω

Galaad is mine: and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:

Meus est Galaad, et meus est Manasses, et Ephraim susceptio capitis mei. Juda rex meus;

ἐμός ἐστιν Γαλααδ καὶ ἐμός ἐστιν Μανασση καὶ Εφραιμ ἀντίλημψις τῆς κεφαλῆς μου Ιουδας βασιλεύς μου

Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.

Moab lebes spei meæ : in Idumæam extendam calceamentum meum; mihi alienigenæ amici facti sunt.

Μωαβ λέβης τῆς ἐλπίδος μου ἐπὶ τὴν Ιδουμαίαν ἐκτενῶ τὸ ὑπόδημά μου ἐμοὶ ἀλλόφυλοι ὑπετάγησαν

Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

Quis deducet me in civitatem munitam? quis deducet me usque in Idumæam?

τίς ἀπάξει με εἰς πόλιν περιοχῆς τίς ὁδηγήσει με ἕως τῆς Ιδουμαίας

Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?

nonne tu, Deus, qui repulisti nos? et non exibis, Deus, in virtutibus nostris?

οὐχὶ σύ ὁ θεός ὁ ἀπωσάμενος ἡμᾶς καὶ οὐκ ἐξελεύσῃ ὁ θεός ἐν ταῖς δυνάμεσιν ἡμῶν

O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.

Da nobis auxilium de tribulatione, quia vana salus hominis.

δὸς ἡμῖν βοήθειαν ἐκ θλίψεως καὶ ματαία σωτηρία ἀνθρώπου

Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.

In Deo faciemus virtutem; et ipse ad nihilum deducet inimicos nostros.

ἐν τῷ θεῷ ποιήσομεν δύναμιν καὶ αὐτὸς ἐξουδενώσει τοὺς ἐχθροὺς ἡμῶν