8 Moab is my washpot; over Edom will I put out my shoe; over Philistia will a glad cry be sounded.
9 Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?
10 Have not you put us away, O God? and you have not gone out with our armies.
11 Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.
12 Through God we will do great things, for through him our haters will be crushed under our feet.
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