Psalms 144:9-15

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

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

¹¹And 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.

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

¹³The 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;

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

¹⁵They said, The people is blessed, that hath these things; blessed is the people, whose Lord is the God of it.