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41 They cried, but there was none to save;
Even unto Jehovah, but he answered them not.
42 Then did I beat them small as the dust before the wind;
I did [a]cast them out as the mire of the streets.
43 Thou hast delivered me from the strivings of the people;
Thou [b]hast made me the head of the nations:
A people whom I have not known shall serve me.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 18:42 Hebrew empty.
  2. Psalm 18:43 Or, wilt make