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.
8. In God we all the day do boast,and ever praise thy name.
9. But now we are cast off by thee,and us thou putt'st to shame;And when our armies do go forth,thou go'st not with the same.