How thou didst drive out the heathen with thy hand, and plantedst them; how thou didst afflict the people, and cast them out.

For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.

To him which smote great kings: for his mercy endureth for ever:

Sihon king of the Amorites: for his mercy endureth for ever:

And gave their land for an heritage: for his mercy endureth for ever: