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Tú con tu mano echaste los gentiles, y los plantaste a ellos en su lugar; afligiste los pueblos, y los arrojaste.

Porque no heredaron la tierra por su espada, ni su brazo los libró; sino tu diestra, y tu brazo, y la luz de tu rostro, porque te complaciste en ellos.

Tú, oh Dios, eres mi rey: Manda saludes a Jacob.

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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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you with your own hand (A)drove out the nations,
    but (B)them you planted;
you afflicted the peoples,
    but (C)them you set free;
for not (D)by their own sword did they win the land,
    nor did their own arm save them,
but your right hand and your arm,
    and (E)the light of your face,
    (F)for you delighted in them.

(G)You are my King, O God;
    (H)ordain salvation for Jacob!

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