My Heart Is Fixed, O God (Psalter)

My heart is fixed

O God

A grate­ful song I raise;

Awake

O harp

in joy­ful strains;

Awake

my soul

to praise.

Among the na­tions

Lord

To Thee my song shall rise;

Thy truth is great above the heav’ns

Thy mer­cies reach the skies.

Above the heav’ns

O God

And ov­er all the earth

Let men ex­alt Thy glo­ri­ous name

And tell Thy match­less worth.

Stretch forth Thy migh­ty hand

In an­swer to our pray­er

And let Thine own be­lov­èd ones

Thy great sal­va­tion share.

The ho­ly God has said

All lands shall own My sway;

My peo­ple shall My glo­ry share

The hea­then shall ob­ey.

O who will lead our hosts

To tri­umph o’er the foe

If Thou shalt cast us off

O God

Nor with our ar­mies go?

The help of man is vain

Be Thou our help­er

Lord;

Through Thee we shall do val­iant­ly

If Thou Thine aid af­ford.