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41 They cried, and there was none to save;—unto Jehovah, and he answered them not.

42 And I did beat them small as dust before the wind; I did cast them out as the mire of the streets.

43 Thou hast delivered me from the strivings of the people; thou hast made me the head of the nations: a people I knew not doth serve me.

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41 They cried for help, but there was no one to save them(A)
    to the Lord, but he did not answer.(B)
42 I beat them as fine as windblown dust;(C)
    I trampled them[a] like mud in the streets.
43 You have delivered me from the attacks of the people;
    you have made me the head of nations.(D)
People I did not know(E) now serve me,

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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