<p class="poetry">You make me happier<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">than those who have abundant grain and wine.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">You make my enemies retreat;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">I destroy those who hate me.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">You have given your loyal followers<n id="1" /> a rallying flag,p> <p class="poetry">so that they might seek safety from the bow.<n id="2" /> (Selah)p>

The man said, &#8220;The woman whom you gave me, she gave<n id="1" /> me some fruit<n id="2" /> from the tree and I ate it.&#8221;

Abram added,<n id="1" /> &#8220;Since<n id="2" /> you have not given me a descendant, then look, one born in my house will be my heir!&#8221;<n id="3" />p>

You imparted your good Spirit to instruct them. You did not withhold your manna from their mouths; you provided water for their thirst.

<p class="poetry">You grant<n id="1" /> him his heart&#8217;s desire;p> <p class="poetry">you do not refuse his request.<n id="2" /> (Selah)p>

<p class="poetry">He asked you to sustain his life,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">and you have granted him long life and an enduring dynasty.<n id="2" />p>

Then they will obey<n id="1" /> you throughout their lifetimes as<n id="2" /> they live on the land you gave to our ancestors.p>

Hiram asked,<n id="1" /> &#8220;Why did you give me these cities, my friend<n id="2" />?&#8221; He called that area the region of Cabul, a name which it has retained to this day.<n id="3" />

then listen from heaven, forgive the sin of your people Israel, and bring them back to the land you gave to them and their ancestors.<n id="1" />p>

Then they will honor<n id="1" /> you by obeying you<n id="2" /> throughout their lifetimes as<n id="3" /> they live on the land you gave to our ancestors.p>

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;So today we are slaves! In the very land you gave to our ancestors to eat its fruit and to enjoy<n id="1" /> its good things &#8211; we are slaves!

Its abundant produce goes to the kings you have placed over us due to our sins. They rule over our bodies and our livestock as they see fit,<n id="1" /> and we are in great distress!p>

<p class="poetry">Look, you make my days short-lived,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">and my life span is nothing from your perspective.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Surely all people, even those who seem secure, are nothing but vapor.<n id="3" />p>

So now, look! I have brought the first of the ground&#8217;s produce that you, <sc>Lord,sc> have given me.&#8221; Then you must set it down before the <sc>Lordsc> your God and worship before him.<n id="1" />

Look down from your holy dwelling place in heaven and bless your people Israel and the land you have given us, just as you promised our ancestors &#8211; a land flowing with milk and honey.&#8221;p>

<p class="bodytext">The descendants of Joseph said to Joshua, &#8220;Why have you assigned us only one tribal allotment? After all, we have many people, for until now the <sc>Lordsc> has enabled us to increase in number.&#8221;<n id="1" />

then listen from heaven and forgive the sin of your servants, your people Israel. Certainly<n id="1" /> you will then teach them the right way to live<n id="2" /> and send rain on your land that you have given your people to possess.<n id="3" />p>

When they return to you with all their heart and being<n id="1" /> in the land where they are held prisoner,<n id="2" /> and direct their prayers to you toward the land you gave to their ancestors, your chosen city, and the temple I built for your honor,<n id="3" />