Give us aid against the enemy, for human help is worthless.
“I have heard many things like these; you are miserable comforters, all of you!
God does not restrain his anger; even the cohorts of Rahab cowered at his feet.
Stop trusting in mere humans, who have but a breath in their nostrils. Why hold them in esteem?
But the Egyptians are mere mortals and not God; their horses are flesh and not spirit. When the Lord stretches out his hand, those who help will stumble, those who are helped will fall; all will perish together.
Moreover, our eyes failed, looking in vain for help; from our towers we watched for a nation that could not save us.