Psalms 144:4-8

⁴Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.

⁵Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.

⁶Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.

⁷Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,

⁸Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.