I rejoice at your promise, as one who has found rich spoil.
Your testimonies are my heritage forever; they are the joy of my heart.
I find joy in the way of your testimonies more than in all riches.
The law of your mouth is more precious to me than heaps of silver and gold.
It is better to be humble with the poor than to share plunder with the proud.
For the yoke that burdened them, the pole on their shoulder, The rod of their taskmaster, you have smashed, as on the day of Midian.
When I found your words, I devoured them; your words were my joy, the happiness of my heart, Because I bear your name, Lord, God of hosts.
So he led them down, and there were the Amalekites lounging all over the ground, eating, drinking, and celebrating because of all the rich plunder they had taken from the land of the Philistines and from the land of Judah. The Plunder Recovered.