Coverdale(i)
40 For I wil lifte vp my hande to heauen, & wyl saye: I lyue euer.
41 Yf I whet ye edge of my swerde, and my hande take holde of iudgment, then wyll I auenge me on myne enemies, and rewarde them that hate me.
42 I wil make myne arowes dronken with bloude, and my swerde shal eate flesh ouer ye bloude of the slayne, and ouer the captyuite, and in that the enemies heade shall be discouered.
43 Reioyse ye Heythen with his people: for he wil auenge the bloude of his seruauntes, and wyl auenge him on his enemies, & wil be mercifull vnto the londe of his people.
44 And Moses came and spake all the wordes of this songe in the eares of the people, he and Iosua the sonne of Nun.