41 You make my enemies retreat;I destroy those who hate me.
42 They cry out, but there is no one to help them;they cry out to the Lord, but he does not answer them.
43 I grind them as fine as the dust of the ground;I crush them and stomp on them like clay in the streets.
44 You rescue me from a hostile army;you preserve me as a leader of nations;people over whom I had no authority are now my subjects.
45 Foreigners are powerless before me;when they hear of my exploits, they submit to me.
46 Foreigners lose their courage;they shake with fear as they leave their strongholds.
47 The Lord is alive!My protector is praiseworthy!The God who delivers me is exalted as king!