^{3 Ref} For, not by their sword Possessed they the land, And their arm gave not salvation to them, But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, And the light of Thy countenance, Because Thou hadst accepted them.

^{4 Ref} Thou `art' He, my king, O God, Command the deliverances of Jacob.

^{5 Ref} By Thee our adversaries we do push, By Thy name tread down our withstanders,