He trains my hands for battle;1 my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
You give me your shield of victory, and your right hand sustains2 me; you stoop down to make me great.
You broaden the path3 beneath me, so that my ankles do not turn.437
I pursued my enemies5 and overtook them; I did not turn back till they were destroyed.
I crushed them6 so that they could not rise;7 they fell beneath my feet.839
You armed me with strength9 for battle; you made my adversaries bow10 at my feet.
You made my enemies turn their backs11 in flight, and I destroyed12 my foes.
They cried for help, but there was no one to save them13-- to the LORD, but he did not answer.1442
I beat them as fine as dust15 borne on the wind; I poured them out like mud in the streets.
You have delivered me from the attacks of the people; you have made me the head of nations;16 people I did not know17 are subject to me.
As soon as they hear me, they obey me; foreigners18 cringe before me.