11 Rescue me and deliver me out of the hand of (A)aliens,
Whose mouth (B)speaks deceit
And whose (C)right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

12 Let our sons in their youth be as (D)grown-up plants,
And our daughters as (E)corner pillars [a]fashioned as for a palace;
13 Let our (F)garners be full, furnishing every kind of produce,
And our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our [b]fields;

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 144:12 Lit cut after the pattern of
  2. Psalm 144:13 Lit outside