5 Thou art my King, O God: send help unto Jacob.

6 Through thee will we overthrow our enemies: and in thy Name

will we tread them under, that rise up against us.

7 For I will not trust in my bow: it is not my sword that shall

help me;

8 But it is thou that savest us from our enemies: and puttest

them to confusion that hate us.

9 We make our boast of God all day long: and will praise thy Name

for ever.

10 But now thou art far off, and puttest us to confusion: and

goest not forth with our armies.

11 Thou makest us to turn our backs upon our enemies: so that they

which hate us spoil our goods.

12 Thou lettest us be eaten up like sheep: and hast scattered us

among the heathen.

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