Psalms 144:11-13

¹¹Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹²That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; our daughters as corner-columns, sculptured after the fashion of a palace:

¹³Our granaries full, affording all manner of store; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures;