It was not by their sword that they won the land,
    nor did their arm bring them victory;
it was your right hand, your arm,
    and the light of your face, for you loved them.

You are my King and my God,
    who decrees[a] victories for Jacob.
Through you we push back our enemies;
    through your name we trample our foes.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 44:4 Septuagint, Aquila and Syriac; Hebrew King, O God; / command