Thou hast set up his foes' right hand; mad'st all his en'mies glad:
Thou hast set up the right hand of his adversaries; Thou hast made all his enemies to rejoice.
You have exalted the right hand of his foes; You have made all his enemies rejoice.
Thou hast exalted the right hand of his adversaries; Thou hast made all his enemies to rejoice.
You lifted high his foes’ strong hand. You gave all his enemies reason to celebrate.
How long take counsel in my soul, still sad in heart, shall I? How long exalted over me Shall be mine enemy?
The boar who from the forest comes doth waste it at his pleasure; The wild beast of the field also devours it out of measure.
Thou makest us a strife unto our neighbours round about; Our enemies among themselves at us do laugh and flout.