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Your might isn't in numbers, and your power isn't in the strength of a human being. But you are the God of the humble. You are a helper of the underdog, defender of the weak, protector of those who despair, savior of those without hope.
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Look at their arrogance, and send your wrath upon their heads. Give my hand, the hand of a widow, the strength to do what I have planned.
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By using my lying lips, strike down the slave along with the ruler, the ruler along with his servant. Break their pride by the hand of a woman.
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Your might isn't in numbers, and your power isn't in the strength of a human being. But you are the God of the humble. You are a helper of the underdog, defender of the weak, protector of those who despair, savior of those without hope.
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I beg you, God of my ancestor, God of Israel's inheritance, ruler of heaven and earth, creator of the waters, king of all your creation, hear my prayer!
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Make my lying words a wound and a bruise to those who have planned cruel things against your covenant, your sacred temple, Mount Zion, and the house your children possess.