Psalms 18:42-50

⁴²I beat them like dust of the market-place, stamped them like mud of the streets.

⁴³From the strife of the peoples you saved me, you made me head of the nations, peoples I knew not did serve me.

⁴⁴On the instant they hear, they obey me, foreigners come to me cringing.

⁴⁵Foreigners lose courage, and come out of their strongholds trembling.

⁴⁶The Lord is alive! Blest be my rock! Exalted be God, my protector!

⁴⁷The God who gave me revenge, and brought down nations beneath me,

⁴⁸who saved me from angry foes, and set me above my assailants, safe from the violent.

⁴⁹For this I will praise you among the nations, making music, O Lord, to your name:

⁵⁰for great triumphs he grants to his king, and faithful love he shows his anointed, to David and his seed evermore.