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Reach out your hand from on high;
    deliver me from the many waters;
    rescue me from the hands of foreign foes.
Their mouths speak untruth;
    their right hands are raised in lying oaths.[a]
O God, a new song I will sing to you;
    on a ten-stringed lyre I will play for you.(A)

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Footnotes

  1. 144:8b, 11b Their right hands are raised in lying oaths: the psalmist’s enemies give false testimony.