Thou hast thrust lore at me that I might fall; rather, thou didst thrust (Revised Version). The psalmist recalls the past, and throws himself, as it were, once more into the midst of the struggle. Thou—mine enemy, Babylon—didst make s desperate onset upon me, fully intending my destruction.
But the Lord helped me. Frustrated thy purpose—preserved the life, the national life, which thou aimedst at destroying, and so did most effectually "help me."