(KJV)

LORD, what is man,
that thou takest knowledge of him!
or the son of man,
that thou makest account of him!

Man is like to vanity:
his days are as a shadow
that passeth away.

Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down:
touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them:
shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
Send thine hand from above;
rid me, and deliver me out of great waters,
from the hand of strange children;
Whose mouth speaketh vanity,
and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

I will sing a new song unto thee, O God:
upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings
will I sing praises unto thee.
It is he that giveth salvation unto kings:
who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children,
whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand
is a right hand of falsehood:

That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth;
that our daughters may be as corner stones,
polished after the similitude of a palace:
That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store:
that our sheep may bring forth thousands
and ten thousands in our streets:
That our oxen may be strong to labour;
that there be no breaking in, nor going out;
that there be no complaining in our streets.

Happy is that people,
that is in such a case:
yea, happy is that people,
whose God is the LORD.