{Shiggaion of David, which he sang to Jehovah, concerning the words of Cush the Benjaminite.} Jehovah my God, in thee have I trusted: save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me;

And he rained flesh upon them as dust, and feathered fowl as the sand of the seas,

The mountains rose, the valleys sank, unto the place which thou hadst founded for them; --

Then believed they his words; they sang his praise.

If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I awake, I am still with thee.