3 For they gat not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.
4 Thou art my King, O God: command deliverance for Jacob.
5 Through thee will we push down our adversaries: through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.
6 For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.
7 But thou hast saved us from our adversaries, and hast put them to shame that hate us.
8 In God have we made our boast all the day long, and we will give thanks unto thy name for ever. Selah
9 But now thou hast cast us off, and brought us to dishonour; and goest not forth with our hosts.