Psalms 18:41-49

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.

⁴⁴At the hearing of the ear they hearken to me, Sons of a stranger feign obedience to me,

⁴⁵Sons of a stranger fade away, And are slain out of their close places.

⁴⁶Jehovah liveth — and blessed is my rock, And exalted is the God of my salvation.

⁴⁷God — who is giving vengeance to me, And He subdueth peoples under me,

⁴⁸My deliverer from mine enemies, Above my withstanders Thou raisest me, From a man of violence dost deliver me.

⁴⁹Therefore I confess Thee among nations, O Jehovah, And to Thy name I sing praise,