42 Then I beat them as fine as the dust before the wind;
I ^acast them out like dirt in the streets. ‡

43 You have delivered me from the strivings of the people;
^aYou have made me the head of the¹ nations;
^bA people I have not known shall serve me. ‡

45 ^aThe foreigners fade away,
And come frightened from their hideouts. ‡

46 The Lord lives!
Blessed be my Rock!
Let the God of my salvation be exalted.