8 whose mouths are full of lies,whose right hands are deceitful.
9 I will sing a new song to you, my God;on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
10 to the One who gives victory to kings,who delivers his servant David.From the deadly sword
11 deliver me;rescue me from the hands of foreignerswhose mouths are full of lies,whose right hands are deceitful.
12 Then our sons in their youthwill be like well-nurtured plants,and our daughters will be like pillarscarved to adorn a palace.
13 Our barns will be filledwith every kind of provision.Our sheep will increase by thousands,by tens of thousands in our fields;
14 our oxen will draw heavy loads.There will be no breaching of walls,no going into captivity,no cry of distress in our streets.