3 Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
5 Part your heavens, Yahweh, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.
7 Stretch out your hand from above, Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hands of foreigners;
8 Whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
