Psalms 143:4-9

⁴Man is like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.

⁵O Lord, bow thy heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

⁶Send lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: send forth thine arrows, and thou shalt discomfit them.

⁷Send forth thine hand from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strange children;

⁸whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.

⁹O God, I will sing a new song to thee: I will play to thee on a psaltery of ten strings.