7 Stretch forth thine hand from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strangers;
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
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;