Psalms 144:4-8

NSB^{(i) 4} Man is like a mere breath. His days are like a passing shadow. ⁵ Bow down your heavens, O Jehovah, and come down. Touch the mountains that they may smoke. ⁶ Flash lightning and scatter them. Send out your arrows and confuse them. ⁷ Stretch forth your hand from on high. Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of aliens ⁸ Whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.