Psalms 144:11-14

¹¹Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹²When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;

¹³When our garners are full, affording all manner of store, And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

¹⁴When our oxen are well laden; When there is no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets: