Blessed be my God; the one teaching my hands for battle array, for war;
my mercy and my refuge; my shielder and my rescuer; my defender, and upon him I hoped; the one subjecting my people under me.
O lord, what is man that you were known to him? or of man that you should consider him?
Man folly his days as a shadow pass by.
O lord, lean your heavens, and come down! Touch the mountains! and they shall smoke.
Flash lightning! and you shall disperse them. Send out your arrows! and you shall disturb them.
Send out your hand from Take me, and rescue me from waters from out of of the sons of strangers!
whose mouth spoke folly, and their right hand of iniquity.
O God, ode to you; with psaltery I will strum to you,
to the one giving deliverance to the kings, to the one ransoming David his servant from broadsword
Rescue me, and deliver me from of the sons of strangers ! whose mouth spoke folly, and their right hand of iniquity;
whom their sons newly planted, secure in their youth; their daughters being bedecked, being adorned sumptuously as of a temple;
their storerooms discharging forth from out of this one to that one; their sheep multiplying in their streets;
their oxen there is no ruined fence, nor stream, nor a cry in their broad spaces;
declare them happy to which these things are. Blessed be the people of which