LXX2012(i)
1 (44) For the end, a Psalm for instruction, for the sons of Core. O God, we have heard with our ears, our fathers have told us, the work which you wrought in their days, in the days of old.
2 Your hand utterly destroyed the heathen, and you did plant them: you did afflict the nations, and cast them out.
3 For they inherited not the land by their [own] sword, and their [own] arm did not deliver them; but your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your countenance, because you were well pleased in them.
4 You are indeed my King and my God, who command deliverances for Jacob.
5 In you will we push down our enemies, and in your name will we bring to nothing them that rise up against us.