Rotherham(i)
3 For, not by their own sword, gat they possession of the land, Nor did, their own arm, win victory for them,––But thine own right hand, and thine own arm, and the light of thy face, Because thou hadst accepted them.
4 Thou thyself, art my king, O God, Command thou the victories of Jacob.
5 By thee, will we thrust at, our adversaries, In thy Name, will we tread down our assailants;
6 For, not in my bow, will I trust, Nor shall, my sword, give me victory;
7 For thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And, them who hated us, hast thou put to shame.
8 In God, have we boasted all the day, And, thy Name––unto times age–abiding, will we praise. [Selah.]