8Moab is the pot of mine hope. Into Idumea I shall stretch forth my shoe; aliens be made subject to me.
9Who shall lead me into a city made strong; who shall lead me into Idumea?
10Whether not thou, God, that hast put away us; and shalt thou not, God, go out in our virtues?
11Lord, give thou to us help out of tribulation; for the help of man is vain.