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;
15 Happy is the people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is the people, whose God is the LORD.