2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and
3 LORD
4 Man is like to vanity: his days
5 Bow thy heavens, O
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
7 Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand
9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery
10 It is he
11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand
12 That our sons
13 That
14 That
15 Happy