Psalms 144:7 WEB

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.