3 Adonai, what is man, that You take note of him? Or the son of man, that You consider him?
4 Man is like a breath— his days are like a passing shadow.
5 Adonai, part Your heavens and come down. Touch the mountains, so they smoke.
6 Flash forth lightning and scatter them. Send out Your arrows and confuse them.
7 Stretch forth Your hands from on high. Snatch me, deliver me out of deep waters, out of the hand of foreigners,
8 whose mouth speaks falsehood, whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.
9 God, I sing a new song to You, on a ten-string harp I sing praises to You—