אַלּוּפֵ֗ינוּ מְֽסֻבָּ֫לִ֥ים אֵֽין־פֶּ֭רֶץ וְאֵ֣ין יוֹצֵ֑את וְאֵ֥ין צְ֝וָחָ֗ה בִּרְחֹבֹתֵֽינוּ׃
Woły nasze objuczone, ani szkoda, ani strata, ani skarga na ulicach naszych.
Rashi on Psalms
Our princes are borne The great princes among us are borne by those smaller than they, for the small ones obey the greater ones, the result being that there is no breach among us.
Rashi on Psalms
nor is there a cry There is no sound of the confusion of war.