Psalms 144:7

⁵  Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

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 is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹  I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.