Psalms 143:5-9

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 thy 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.