MKJV(i)
1 To the Chief Musician. For the sons of Korah, a contemplation. We have heard with our ears, O God; our fathers have told us the work which You did in their days, in the days of old.
2 You drove out the nations with Your hand, and planted them; You brought evil on peoples and cast them out.
3 For they did not get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but it was Your right hand, and Your arm, and the light of Your face, because You favored them.
4 You are my king, O God; command victories for Jacob.
5 Through You we will push our enemies; through Your name we will trample those who rise up against us.