Give thanks to the Lord with the harp! Sing to him to the accompaniment of a ten-stringed instrument!

O God, I will sing a new song to you! Accompanied by a ten-stringed instrument, I will sing praises to you,

to the accompaniment of a ten-stringed instrument and a lyre, to the accompaniment of the meditative tone of the harp.

Sing a song and play the tambourine, the pleasant sounding harp, and the ten-stringed instrument!

Though a thousand may fall beside you, and a multitude on your right side, it will not reach you.

I am not afraid of the multitude of people who attack me from all directions.

Our storehouses will be full, providing all kinds of food. Our sheep will multiply by the thousands and fill our pastures.

God has countless chariots; they number in the thousands. The Lord comes from Sinai in holy splendor.

The days of our lives add up to seventy years, or eighty, if one is especially strong. But even one’s best years are marred by trouble and oppression. Yes, they pass quickly and we fly away.