31-42 Is there any god like God?
    Are we not at bedrock?
Is not this the God who armed me,
    then aimed me in the right direction?
Now I run like a deer;
    I’m king of the mountain.
He shows me how to fight;
    I can bend a bronze bow!
You protect me with salvation-armor;
    you hold me up with a firm hand,
    caress me with your gentle ways.
You cleared the ground under me
    so my footing was firm.
When I chased my enemies I caught them;
    I didn’t let go till they were dead men.
I nailed them; they were down for good;
    then I walked all over them.
You armed me well for this fight,
    you smashed the upstarts.
You made my enemies turn tail,
    and I wiped out the haters.
They cried “uncle”
    but Uncle didn’t come;
They yelled for God
    and got no for an answer.
I ground them to dust; they gusted in the wind.
    I threw them out, like garbage in the gutter.

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35 You make your saving help my shield,
    and your right hand sustains(A) me;
    your help has made me great.
36 You provide a broad path(B) for my feet,
    so that my ankles do not give way.(C)

37 I pursued my enemies(D) and overtook them;
    I did not turn back till they were destroyed.
38 I crushed them(E) so that they could not rise;(F)
    they fell beneath my feet.(G)
39 You armed me with strength(H) for battle;
    you humbled my adversaries(I) before me.
40 You made my enemies turn their backs(J) in flight,
    and I destroyed(K) my foes.
41 They cried for help, but there was no one to save them(L)
    to the Lord, but he did not answer.(M)
42 I beat them as fine as windblown dust;(N)
    I trampled them[a] like mud in the streets.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 18:42 Many Hebrew manuscripts, Septuagint, Syriac and Targum (see also 2 Samuel 22:43); Masoretic Text I poured them out