Psalms 144:7-14 in English

⁷ Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

¹⁰ Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

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

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

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

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

⁷ They shall utter the memory of the abundance of thy goodness, and shall exult in thy righteousness.

⁸ The Lord is compassionate, and merciful; long-suffering, and abundant in mercy.

⁹ The Lord is good to those that wait on him; and his compassions are over all his works.

¹⁰ Let all thy works, O Lord, give thanks to thee; and let thy saints bless thee.

¹¹ They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom, and talk of thy dominion;

¹² to make known to the sons of men thy power, and the glorious majesty of thy kingdom.

¹³ Thy kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and thy dominion endures through all generations.

^13a The Lord is faithful in his words, and holy in all his works.

¹⁴ The Lord supports all that are falling, and sets up all that are broken down.

⁷ Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

¹⁰ It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

¹¹ Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

¹² That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

¹³ That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

¹⁴ That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

⁷ Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

¹⁰ It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

¹¹ Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

¹² That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

¹³ That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

¹⁴ That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

⁷ They shall utter the memory of the abundance of your goodness, and shall exult in your righteousness.

⁸ The Lord is compassionate, and merciful; long suffering, and abundant in mercy.

⁹ The Lord is good to those that wait on him; and his compassions are over all his works.

¹⁰ Let all your works, O Lord, give thanks to you; and let your saints bless you.

¹¹ They shall speak of the glory of your kingdom, and talk of your dominion;

¹² to make known to the sons of men your power, and the glorious majesty of your kingdom.

¹³ Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and your dominion endures through all generations. The Lord is faithful in his words, and holy in all his works.

¹⁴ The Lord supports all that are falling, and sets up all that are broken down.

⁷ Stretch forth thine hand from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strangers;

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

¹⁰ It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

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

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

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

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

⁷ It is as though my enemies surround me like a flood; reach your hand down from heaven and rescue me from them SYN. They are men from other countries

⁸ who SYN always tell lies. Even in a courtroom where they swear to tell the truth they tell lies.

⁹ God, I will sing a new song to you, and I will play my ten-stringed harp while I sing to you.

¹⁰ You enable kings to defeat their enemies; and you rescued me, your servant David, from being killed by my enemies' swords.

¹¹ So I ask you to save me from being killed by the swords that those evil people carry. Rescue me from the power MTY of those foreigners who SYN always tell lies, and who raise their right hands in courtrooms when they solemnly declare that they will tell the truth.

¹² I wish/hope that our young sons will grow up to be like strong plants SIM, and I wish/hope that our daughters will grow up to be straight and tall like the pillars SIM that stand in the corners of palaces.

¹³ I wish/hope that our barns will be full of many different crops. I wish/hope that the sheep in our fields will give birth to tens of thousands of baby lambs.

¹⁴ I wish/hope that our cows will give birth to many calves without having any miscarriages or deaths when they are born (OR, that no enemies will break through our city walls and take us ◄into exile/to their own countries►). I wish/hope that there will not be a time when the people in our streets cry out in distress because foreign armies are invading.

⁷ They shall utter the memory of the abundance of your goodness, and shall exult in your righteousness.

⁸ The Lord is compassionate, and merciful; long suffering, and abundant in mercy.

⁹ The Lord is good to those that wait on him; and his compassions are over all his works.

¹⁰ Let all your works, O Lord, give thanks to you; and let your saints bless you.

¹¹ They shall speak of the glory of your kingdom, and talk of your dominion;

¹² to make known to the sons of men your power, and the glorious majesty of your kingdom.

¹³ Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and your dominion endures through all generations. The Lord is faithful in his words, and holy in all his works.

¹⁴ The Lord supports all that are falling, and sets up all that are broken down.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

¹⁰ You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹² Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹³ Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

¹⁰ You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹² Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹³ Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

¹⁰ You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹² Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹³ Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Put out your hand from on high; make me free, take me safely out of the great waters, and out of the hands of strange men;

⁸ In whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.

⁹ I will make a new song to you, O God; I will make melody to you on an instrument of ten cords.

¹⁰ It is God who gives salvation to kings; and who kept his servant David from the wounding sword.

¹¹ Make me free, and take me out of the hands of strange men, in whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.

¹² Our sons are like tall young plants; and our daughters like the shining stones of a king's house;

¹³ Our store-houses are full of all good things; and our sheep give birth to thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen are well weighted down; our cows give birth safely; there is no going out, and there is no cry of sorrow in our open places.

⁷ Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens,

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ O God, I will sing a new song unto thee; with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee:

¹⁰ Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword.

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

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

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

¹⁴ Our kine laden with young; no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ They shall publish the memory of the abundance of thy sweetness: and shall rejoice in thy justice.

⁸ The Lord is gracious and merciful: patient and plenteous in mercy.

⁹ The Lord is sweet to all: and his tender mercies are over all his works.

¹⁰ Let all thy works, O lord, praise thee: and let thy saints bless thee.

¹¹ They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom: and shall tell of thy power:

¹² To make thy might known to the sons of men: and the glory of the magnificence of thy kingdom.

¹³ Thy kingdom is a kingdom of all ages: and thy dominion endureth throughout all generations. The Lord is faithful in all his words: and holy in all his works.

¹⁴ The Lord lifteth up all that fall: and setteth up all that are cast down.

⁷ Stretch down your hand from heaven and set me free. Rescue me from raging waters, from the oppression of foreign enemies.

⁸ They are such liars, even telling lies under oath.

⁹ God, I will sing a new song to you, accompanied by a ten-stringed harp,

¹⁰ to you, the one who gives victory to kings. You saved your servant David from death by the sword.

¹¹ Set me free. Rescue me from the oppression of foreign enemies. They are such liars, even telling lies under oath.

¹² Then our sons will grow up like plants in their youth and become mature, and our daughters will be like beautiful pillars carved to support a palace.

¹³ Our storehouses will be full of all kinds of crops; our flocks of sheep will grow by thousands, increasing by tens of thousands in the pastures.

¹⁴ Our cattle will grow fat. No one will break down our city walls, there will be no exile, no cries of mourning in our town squares.

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

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

⁹ I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.

¹⁰ It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:

¹² That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of a palace:

¹³ That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes:

¹⁴ That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.

⁷ Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, out of the hand of strangers;

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.

⁹ O God, I will sing a new song unto Thee, upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto Thee;

¹⁰ Who givest salvation unto kings, who rescuest David Thy servant from the hurtful sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.

¹² We whose sons are as plants grown up in their youth; whose daughters are as corner-pillars carved after the fashion of a palace;

¹³ Whose garners are full, affording all manner of store; whose sheep increase by thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

¹⁴ Whose oxen are well laden; with no breach, and no going forth, and no outcry in our broad places;

⁷ Send thine hand from above; Rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, From the hand of strange children;

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh vanity, And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

¹⁰ It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: Who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

¹¹ Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, Whose mouth speaketh vanity, And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

¹² That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; That our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

¹³ That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: That our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

¹⁴ That our oxen may be strong to labour; That there be no breaking in, nor going out; That there be no complaining in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out thy hands from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of the children of the stranger.

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and whose right hand is the right hand of falsehood.

⁹ O God, a new song will I sing unto thee: upon the ten-stringed psaltery will I sing praises unto thee.

¹⁰ Thou art he that giveth victory unto kings: who riddeth David his servant from the evil-bringing sword.

¹¹ Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of the children of the stranger, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and whose right hand is the right hand of falsehood.

¹² So that our sons may be like plants, grown up in their youth: our daughters, like corner-pillars, sculptured in the model of a palace.

¹³ May our garners be full, furnishing all manner of store: our sheep bringing forth thousands and ten thousands in our open pastures.

¹⁴ May our oxen be strong to labor: may there be no breach, nor migration, nor loud complaint in our streets.

⁷ They shall utter the memory of the abundance of thy goodness, And shall exult in thy righteousness.

⁸ The Lord is compassionate, and merciful; Long-suffering, and abundant in mercy.

⁹ The Lord is good to those that wait on him; And his compassions are over all his works.

¹⁰ Let all thy works, O Lord, give thanks to thee; And let thy saints bless thee.

¹¹ They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom, And talk of thy dominion;

¹² To make known to the sons of men thy power, And the glorious majesty of thy kingdom.

¹³ Thy kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, And thy dominion endures through all generations.

^13a The Lord is faithful in his words, And holy in all his works.

¹⁴ The Lord supports all that are falling, And sets up all that are broken down.

⁷ Send forth thine hand from above; Rescue and save me from deep waters; From the hands of aliens,

⁸ Whose mouth uttereth deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood!

⁹ I will sing to thee a new song, O God! Upon a ten-stringed psaltery will I sing praise to thee;

¹⁰ To thee, who givest salvation to kings, Who deliverest David, thy servant, from the destructive sword!

¹¹ Rescue and deliver me from the hands of aliens, Whose mouth uttereth deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood!

¹² That our sons may be as plants, Grown up in their youth; Our daughters as corner-pillars, Hewn like those of a palace!

¹³ That our garners may be full, Affording all kinds of store; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our streets.

¹⁴ That our cattle may be fruitful; That there be no breaking in, or going out; And no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from on high; pluck me out of the mighty waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ who speak with the mouth of falsehood, and lift their right hand to swear lies.

⁹ O God, a new song I would sing you, on a ten-stringed harp make you music.

¹⁰ For to kings you give the victory, and David your servant you save.

¹¹ Snatch me from the cruel sword, rescue me from the hand of foreigners, who speak with the mouth of falsehood, and lift their right hand to swear lies.

¹² May our sons in their youth be as plants well tended: our daughters like cornices carved as in palaces.

¹³ May our barns be bursting with produce of all kinds. In the fields may our sheep bear by thousands and ten thousands.

¹⁴ May our cattle be fat, our walls unbreached, may no cry of distress ring in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from on high; pluck me out of the mighty waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ who speak with the mouth of falsehood, and lift their right hand to swear lies.

⁹ O God, a new song I would sing you, on a ten-stringed harp make you music.

¹⁰ For to kings you give the victory, and David your servant you save.

¹¹ Snatch me from the cruel sword, rescue me from the hand of foreigners, who speak with the mouth of falsehood, and lift their right hand to swear lies.

¹² May our sons in their youth be as plants well tended: our daughters like cornices carved as in palaces.

¹³ May our barns be bursting with produce of all kinds. In the fields may our sheep bear by thousands and ten thousands.

¹⁴ May our cattle be fat, our walls unbreached, may no cry of distress ring in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;

⁸ whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing zahmar ·musical praise· to you.

¹⁰ You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David Beloved, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹² Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹³ Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Reach out your hand from above; rescue me out of many waters, from the hand of foreigners.

⁸ Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God; on a lute of ten strings I will sing praises to you,

¹⁰ who give salvation to kings, who rescued David your servant from an evil sword.

¹¹ Rescue me and free me from the hand of foreigners. Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.

¹² May our sons be like plants who grow to full size in their youth and our daughters like carved corner pillars, shapely like those of a palace.

¹³ May our storehouses be full with every kind of produce, and may our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Then our oxen will have many young. No one will break through our walls; there will be no exile and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

¹⁰ You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹² Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹³ Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

¹⁰ You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹² Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹³ Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Send thy hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;

⁸ Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises to thee.

¹⁰ It is he that giveth salvation to kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

¹¹ Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

¹² That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

¹³ That our granaries may be full, affording all manner of store; that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

¹⁴ That our oxen may be strong to labor; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

¹⁰ You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹² Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹³ Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners,

⁸ whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

¹⁰ You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹² Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹³ Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹⁴ Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

⁷ Send out thine hand from on high, ravish me out, and deliver thou me from many waters; and from the hand of alien sons.

⁸ The mouth of whom spake vanity; and the right hand of them is the right hand of wickedness.

⁹ God, I shall sing to thee a new song; I shall say psalm to thee in psaltery of ten strings.

¹⁰ Which givest health to kings, which again-boughtest David, thy servant; from the wicked sword ravish thou out me.

¹¹ And deliver thou me from the hand of alien sons; the mouth of which spake vanity, and the right hand of them is the right hand of wickedness.

¹² Whose sons be as new plantings in their youth. The daughters of them be arrayed; adorned about as the likeness of a temple.

¹³ The cellars of them be full; bring-ing out from this vessel into that, or from one vessel into another. The sheep of them be with lambs, plenteous or abounding in their goings out;

¹⁴ their kine be fat. There is no falling of their wall, neither passing over of it; neither cry is in the streets of them.

⁷ Send out thine hand from on high, ravish me out, and deliver thou me from many waters; and from the hand of alien sons. (Send out thy hand from on high, and take me out of here, that is, rescue me; save thou me from the deep waters, and from the power of foreigners, or of strangers.)

⁸ The mouth of whom spake vanity (or Their mouths spoke lies); and the right hand of them is the right hand of wickedness.

⁹ God, I shall sing to thee a new song; I shall say psalm to thee in psaltery of ten strings (or I shall sing a song to thee to the strains of a ten-stringed lute).

¹⁰ Which givest health to kings, which again-boughtest David, thy servant; from the wicked sword ravish thou out me. (Who givest salvation, or deliverance, to kings, and redeemest thy servant David; rescue thou me from the wicked sword.)

¹¹ And deliver thou me from the hand of alien sons; the mouth of which spake vanity, and the right hand of them is the right hand of wickedness. (And save thou me from the power of foreigners, or of strangers; whose mouths spoke lies, and whose right hands be the right hands of wickedness, that is, they always break their oaths, or their pledges.)

¹² Whose sons be as new plantings in their youth. The daughters of them be arrayed; adorned about as the likeness of a temple. (May our sons be like plants fully grown in their youth; may our daughters be arrayed, or adorned, like a palace.)

¹³ The cellars of them be full; bringing out from this vessel into that, or from one vessel into another. The sheep of them be with lambs, plenteous in their goings out; (May our cellars be full; and we be able to bring forth from this vessel into that one, or and we be able to bring forth from one vessel into another. May our sheep be with lambs; yea, plentiful and innumerable.)

¹⁴ their kine be fat. There is no falling of their wall, neither passing over (of it); neither cry is in the streets of them. (May all our kine be fat; and be there no parting in the walls of their wombs, nor any passing over of them. And may there be no cries of distress in all our streets.)

⁷ Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,

⁸ Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee.

¹⁰ Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.

¹¹ Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood,

¹² Because our sons are as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished — the likeness of a palace,

¹³ Our garners are full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,

¹⁴ Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.