⁵ By Thee our adversaries we do push, By Thy name tread down our withstanders,

¹³ In God we do mightily, And He doth tread down our adversaries!

¹² In God we do mightily, And He treadeth down our adversaries!

¹⁷ His honour `is' a firstling of his ox, And his horns `are' horns of a reem; By them peoples he doth push together To the ends of earth; And they `are' the myriads of Ephraim, And they `are' the thousands of Manasseh.

⁵ And they have been as heroes, Treading in mire of out-places in battle, And they have fought, for Jehovah `is' with them, And have put to shame riders of horses.

⁴ I have seen the ram pushing westward, and northward, and southward, and no living creatures do stand before it, and there is none delivering out of its hand, and it hath done according to its pleasure, and hath exerted itself.

¹⁴ Fear not, O worm Jacob, ye men of Israel, I helped thee, an affirmation of Jehovah, Even thy redeemer, the Holy One of Israel.

¹⁵ Lo, I have set thee for a new sharp threshing instrument, Possessing teeth, thou threshest mountains, And beatest small, and hills as chaff thou makest.

¹⁶ Thou winnowest them, and a wind lifteth them up, And a whirlwind scattereth them, And thou -- thou rejoicest in Jehovah, In the Holy One of Israel dost boast thyself.

¹⁰ All nations have compassed me about, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.

¹¹ They have compassed me about, Yea, they have compassed me about, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.

¹² They compassed me about as bees, They have been extinguished as a fire of thorns, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.

¹³ Thou hast sorely thrust me to fall, And Jehovah hath helped me.

¹³ For all things I have strength, in Christ's strengthening me;

²⁰ and the God of the peace shall bruise the Adversary under your feet quickly; the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ `be' with you. Amen!

¹³ On lion and asp thou treadest, Thou trampest young lion and dragon.

³⁹ And Thou girdest me `with' strength for battle, Causest my withstanders to bow under me.

⁴⁰ As to mine enemies -- Thou hast given to me the neck, As to those hating me -- I cut them off.

⁴¹ They cry, and there is no saviour, On Jehovah, and He doth not answer them.

⁴² And I beat them as dust before wind, As mire of the streets I empty them out.

¹¹ And Zedekiah son of Chenaanah maketh for himself horns of iron, and saith, `Thus said Jehovah, By these thou dost push the Aramaeans till they are consumed;'