Psa 118:12(LXX 117:12) They compassed me about as bees do a honeycomb, and they burst into flame as fire among thorns: but in the name of the Lord I repulsed them.
Psa 118:27(LXX 117:27) God is the Lord, and he has shined upon us: celebrate the feast with [fn]thick branches, binding the victims even to the horns of the altar.
Psa 118:28(LXX 117:28) Thou art my God, and I will give thee thanks: thou art my God, and I will exalt thee. I will give thanks to thee, for thou hast heard me, and art become my salvation.