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For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.

Thou art my King, O God: command deliverances for Jacob.

Through thee will we push down our enemies: through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.

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It was not by their sword(A) that they won the land,
    nor did their arm bring them victory;
it was your right hand,(B) your arm,(C)
    and the light(D) of your face, for you loved(E) them.

You are my King(F) and my God,(G)
    who decrees[a] victories(H) for Jacob.
Through you we push back(I) our enemies;
    through your name we trample(J) our foes.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 44:4 Septuagint, Aquila and Syriac; Hebrew King, O God; / command