¹² look at all who are proud^(A) and humble them,^(B)
    crush^(C) the wicked where they stand.

⁴⁰ You made my enemies turn their backs^(A) in flight,
    and I destroyed^(B) my foes.
⁴¹ They cried for help, but there was no one to save them^(C)—
    to the Lord, but he did not answer.^(D)
42 I beat them as fine as windblown dust;^(E)
    I trampled them^[a] like mud in the streets.