2 My mercy and my fortress; my high tower and my deliverer; my shield and he in whom I trust, who subdues my people under me.
3 Lord, what is man that thou knowest him? or the son of man, that thou esteemeth him?
4 Man is like unto vanity; his days are as a shadow that passes away.
5 Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down; touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Cast forth lightning and scatter them; shoot out thine arrows and destroy them.
7 Send thine hand from above; redeem me and deliver me out of many waters, from the hand of the strange sons,
8 whose mouth speaks vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.