Psalms 44:2-5

²How thou didst drive out the heathen with thy hand, and plantedst them; How thou didst afflict the people, and cast them out.

³For they got 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.

⁴Thou art my King, O God: Command deliverances for Jacob.

⁵Through thee will we push down our enemies: Through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.