^{3 Ref} There he hath shivered arrows of a bow, Shield, and sword, and battle. Selah.

^{4 Ref} Bright `art' Thou, honourable above hills of prey.

^{5 Ref} Spoiled themselves have the mighty of heart, They have slept their sleep, And none of the men of might found their hands.

^{6 Ref} From Thy rebuke, O God of Jacob, Both rider and horse have been fast asleep.