And who is a rock except our God?+
34 He trains my hands for warfare;
My arms can bend a bow of copper.
Your right hand supports* me,
And your humility makes me great.+
37 I will pursue my enemies and overtake them;
I will not return until they are wiped out.
41 They cry for help, but there is no one to save them;
They even cry to Jehovah, but he does not answer them.
42 I will pound them as fine as dust in the wind;
I will throw them out like mud in the streets.