We have heard with our ears, God; our fathers have told us, what work you did in their days, in the days of old.

But you, God, will bring them down into the pit of destruction. Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days, but I will trust in you. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands." A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.

Therefore he consumed their days in vanity, and their years in terror.