Psalms 18:41-43

⁴¹They cry, and there is no saviour, On Jehovah, and He doth not answer them.

⁴²And I beat them as dust before wind, As mire of the streets I empty them out.

⁴³Thou dost deliver me From the strivings of the people, Thou placest me for a head of nations, A people I have not known do serve me.