37 I chase my enemies and catch them;I do not turn back until I wipe them out.
38 I beat them to death;they fall at my feet.
39 You give me strength for battle;you make my foes kneel before me.
40 You make my enemies retreat;I destroy those who hate me.
41 They cry out, but there is no one to help them;they cry out to the Lord, but he does not answer them.
42 I grind them as fine windblown dust;I beat them underfoot like clay in the streets.
43 You rescue me from a hostile army;you make me a leader of nations;people over whom I had no authority are now my subjects.