Your Name we tread down our withstanders, For I do not trust in my bow, || And my sword does not save me. For You have saved us from our adversaries, || And You have put to shame those hating us. In God we have boasted all the day, || And we thank Your Name for all time. Selah. In anger You have cast off and cause us to blush, || And do not go forth with our hosts. You cause us to turn backward from an adversary, || And those hating us, || Have spoiled for themselves. You make us food