7 Stretch out your hands from above.Snatch me, and rescue me from raging watersand from foreigners’ hands.
8 Their mouths speak lies.Their right hands take false pledges.
9 O God, I will sing a new song to you.I will sing a psalm to you on a ten-stringed harp.
10 You are the one who gives victory to kings.You are the one who snatches your servant Davidaway from a deadly sword.
11 Snatch me, and rescue me from foreigners’ hands.Their mouths speak lies.Their right hands take false pledges.
12 May our sons be like full-grown, young plants.May our daughters be like stately columnsthat adorn the corners of a palace.
13 May our barns be filled with all kinds of crops.May our sheep give birth to thousands of lambs,tens of thousands in our fields.