to the One who gives victory to kings,1 who delivers his servant David2 from the deadly sword.311
Deliver me and rescue me4 from the hands of foreigners5 whose mouths are full of lies,6 whose right hands are deceitful.712
Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants,8 and our daughters will be like pillars9 carved to adorn a palace.
Our barns will be filled10 with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;
our oxen11 will draw heavy loads.a There will be no breaching of walls,12 no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.1315
Blessed are the people14 of whom this is true; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.