He shows me how to fight; I can bend a bronze bow!
You protect me with salvation-armor; you hold me up with a firm hand, caress me with your gentle ways.
You cleared the ground under me so my footing was firm.
When I chased my enemies I caught them; I didn't let go till they were dead men.
I nailed them; they were down for good; then I walked all over them.
You armed me well for this fight, you smashed the upstarts.
You made my enemies turn tail, and I wiped out the haters.
They cried "uncle" but Uncle didn't come; They yelled for God and got no for an answer.
I ground them to dust; they gusted in the wind. I threw them out, like garbage in the gutter.
You rescued me from a squabbling people; you made me a leader of nations. People I'd never heard of served me;
the moment they got wind of me they listened.