8 Moab is my washpot;over Edom will I cast out my shoe:Philis´ti-a, triumph thou because of me.
9 Who will bring me into the strong city?Who will lead me into Edom?
10 Wilt not thou, O God, which hadst cast us off?and thou, O God, which didst not go out with our armies?
11 Give us help from trouble:for vain is the help of man.
12 Through God we shall do valiantly:for he it is that shall tread down our enemies.