1. O God, we with our ears have heard,our fathers have us told,What works thou in their days hadst done,ev'n in the days of old.
2. Thy hand did drive the heathen out,and plant them in their place;Thou didst afflict the nations,but them thou didst increase.
3. For neither got their sword the land,nor did their arm them save;But thy right hand, arm, countenance;for thou them favour gave.
4. Thou art my King: for Jacob, Lord,deliv'rances command.
5. Through thee we shall push down our foes,that do against us stand:We, through thy name, shall tread down thosethat ris'n against us have.
6. For in my bow I shall not trust,nor shall my sword me save.
7. But from our foes thou hast us sav'd,our haters put to shame.