4 Man has been made similar to vanity. His days pass by like a shadow.
5 O Lord, incline your heavens and descend. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 Send a flash of lightning, and you will scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and you will set them in disarray.
7 Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.
8 Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 To you, O God, I will sing a new song. On the psaltery, with an instrument of ten strings, I will sing psalms to you.
10 He gives salvation to kings. He has redeemed your servant David from the malignant sword.