Psalms 18:40

I chase my enemies and catch them; I do not turn back until I wipe them out.

I beat them to death; they fall at my feet.

You give me strength for battle; you make my foes kneel before me.

They cry out, but there is no one to help them; they cry out to the LORD, but he does not answer them.

I grind them as fine windblown dust; I beat them underfoot like clay in the streets.

You rescue me from a hostile army; you make me a leader of nations; people over whom I had no authority are now my subjects.