3Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him?
4Man is like to vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they smoke;
6Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them:
7Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens,
8Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9O God, I will sing a new song unto thee; with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee:
10Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword.
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;
14Our kine laden with young; no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets.
15Blessed the people that is in such a case! Blessed the people whose God is Jehovah!