ACV(i)
2 Thou drove out the nations with thy hand, but thou planted them. Thou afflicted the peoples, but thou spread them abroad.
3 For they did not get the land in possession by their own sword, nor did their own arm save them, but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou were favorable to them.
4 Thou are my King, O God. Command deliverance for Jacob.
5 Through thee we will push down our adversaries. Through thy name we will tread them under who rise up against us.
6 For I will not trust in my bow, nor shall my sword save me.
7 But thou have saved us from our adversaries, and have put them to shame who hate us.