Jehovah the Lord, is my strength, And he maketh my feet like hinds' feet, And will make me to walk upon mine high places. For the Chief Musician, on my stringed instruments.
He made him ride on the high places of the earth, And he did eat the increase of the field; And he made him to suck honey out of the rock, And oil out of the flinty rock;
Happy art thou, O Israel: Who is like unto thee, a people saved by the LORD, The shield of thy help, And that is the sword of thy excellency! And thine enemies shall submit themselves unto thee; And thou shalt tread upon their high places.