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My heart is fix'd, Lord; I will sing

My heart is fixed, Lord, I will sing

Published in 3 hymnals

Full Text

1 My heart is fix’d, Lord; I will sing,
and with my glory praise.
2 Awake up psaltery and harp;
myself I’ll early raise.

3 I’ll praise thee ‘mong the people, Lord;
’mong nations sing will I:
4 For above heav’n thy mercy’s great,
thy truth doth reach the sky.

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

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

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

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

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

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?

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?

12 Do thou from trouble give us help,
for helpless is man’s aid.
13 Through God we shall do valiantly;
our foes he shall down tread.

Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases

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Title: My heart is fix'd, Lord; I will sing