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How thou didst drive out the heathen with thy hand, and plantedst them; how thou didst afflict the people, and cast them out.

For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.

Thou art my King, O God: command deliverances for Jacob.

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With your hand you drove out(A) the nations
    and planted(B) our ancestors;
you crushed(C) the peoples
    and made our ancestors flourish.(D)
It was not by their sword(E) that they won the land,
    nor did their arm bring them victory;
it was your right hand,(F) your arm,(G)
    and the light(H) of your face, for you loved(I) them.

You are my King(J) and my God,(K)
    who decrees[a] victories(L) for Jacob.

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Footnotes

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