“The Lord is my high ridge,
22:3 My God
my shield, the horn that saves me,
my refuge, my savior. You save me from violence!
22:40 You give me strength for battle;
you make my foes kneel before me.
22:41 You make my enemies retreat;
I destroy those who hate me.
22:42 They cry out,
they cry out to the Lord,
22:43 I grind them as fine as the dust of the ground;
I crush them and stomp on them like clay
22:44 You rescue me from a hostile army;
you preserve me as a leader of nations;
people over whom I had no authority are now my subjects.
22:45 Foreigners are powerless before me;
when they hear of my exploits, they submit to me.
22:46 Foreigners lose their courage;
they shake with fear
22:47 The Lord is alive!
My protector
The God who delivers me
22:48 The one true God completely vindicates me;
he makes nations submit to me.