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 Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul? * and why are you so disquieted within me?

Put your trust in God; * for I will yet give thanks to him, who is the help of my countenance, and my God.

We have heard with our ears, O God, our forefathers have told us, * the deeds you did in their days, in the days of old.

How with your hand you drove the peoples out and planted our forefathers in the land; * how you destroyed nations and made your people flourish.

For they did not take the land by their sword, nor did their arm win the victory for them; * but your right hand, your arm, and the light of your countenance, because you favored them.

You are my King and my God; * you command victories for Jacob.

Through you we pushed back our adversaries; * through your Name we trampled on those who rose up against us.

For I do not rely on my bow, * and my sword does not give me the victory.

Surely, you gave us victory over our adversaries * and put those who hate us to shame.