1 O God, we with our ears have heard,our fathers have us told,What works thou in their days hadst done,ev'n in the days of old.
2 Thy hand did drive the heathen out,and plant them in their place;Thou didst afflict the nations,but them thou didst increase.
3 For neither got their sword the land,nor did their arm them save;But thy right hand, arm, countenance;for thou them favour gave.
4 Thou art my King: for Jacob, Lord,deliv'rances command.
5 Through thee we shall push down our foes,that do against us stand:We, through thy name, shall tread down thosethat ris'n against us have.