Psalm
R. It is I who deal death and give life.
The Lord said, “I thought to scatter them and blot out the memory of them from humanity; but I feared provocation by the enemy, for their adversaries might misunderstand.” R.
Let them not say, “Our hand is triumphant; it was not the Lord who did all this.” They are a nation void of sense; there is no understanding in them. R.
How could one have routed a thousand, and two put a myriad to flight, unless their Rock had sold them, the Lord had given them up? R.
The day of their calamity is at hand, their doom comes swiftly. Indeed the Lord will vindicate his people, have compassion on his servants. R.