Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall save me.
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of YY ; awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old. Art thou not it that hath cut RAchav, and wounded the dragon?
And Avshalom and all the men of Yisrael said, The counsel of Hushai the Archite is better than the counsel of Ahithophel. For YY had appointed to defeat the good counsel of Ahithophel, to the intent that YY might bring evil upon Avshalom.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.