Psalm 18:37

Contemporary English Version 1995

I kept chasing my enemies, until I caught them and destroyed them.

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By your great power, we knocked our enemies down and trampled on them.

Then I saw a white horse. Its rider carried a bow and was given a crown. He had already won some victories, and he went out to win more.

Wicked people are enemies of the Lord and will vanish like smoke from a field on fire.

Send your angel after them and let them be like straw in the wind.

Shield me and help me.

When my enemies face you, they run away and stumble and are destroyed.

Come and save me, Lord God! Break my enemies' jaws and shatter their teeth,

I have followed you, without ever stumbling.

Have pity, Lord! I am hurting and almost blind. My whole body aches.