9I will sing a new song to you, O God; upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you,

10the one who gives victory to kings, who rescues his servant David.

11Rescue me from the cruel sword, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hands are false.

12May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars, cut for the building of a palace.

13May our barns be filled, with produce of every kind; may our sheep increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields,

14and may our cattle be heavy with young. May there be no breach in the walls, no exile, and no cry of distress in our streets.

15Happy are the people to whom such blessings fall; happy are the people whose God is the Lord.

From the oremus Bible Browser https://bible.oremus.org v2.5.2 2 April 2021.