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[a]Man is but a breath,
    his days are like a passing shadow.(A)
[b]Lord, incline your heavens and come down;
    touch the mountains and make them smoke.(B)
Flash forth lightning and scatter my foes;
    shoot your arrows and rout them.

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Footnotes

  1. 144:4 Composed of phrases from Ps 39:6; 102:12.
  2. 144:5–7 Adapted in large part from Ps 18:10, 15, 17; 104:32.