3 Jehovah, what 'is' man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days 'are' as a shadow passing by.
5 Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
7 Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
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