Catholic Public Domain Version
"Send a flash of lightning, and you will scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and you will set them in disarray. "
— Psalms 143:6, Catholic Public Domain Version
“I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.”
“I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soulthirstethafter thee, as a weary land. [Selah”
“I spread forth my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.”
“I spread my hands out to you in prayer; my soul thirsts for you in a parched land.(Selah)”
“Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.”
“My hands are stretched out to you: my soul is turned to you, like a land in need of water. (Selah.)”
“I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.”
O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?
Man has been made similar to vanity. His days pass by like a shadow.
O Lord, incline your heavens and descend. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
Send a flash of lightning, and you will scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and you will set them in disarray.
Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.
Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
To you, O God, I will sing a new song. On the psaltery, with an instrument of ten strings, I will sing psalms to you.