1 My hands made a harp,

2 my fingers fashioned a lyre.

3 And who will declare it to my Lord? The Lord himself; it is he who hears.

4 It was he who sent his messenger and took me from my father's sheep, and anointed me with his anointing oil.

5 My brothers were handsome and tall, but the Lord was not pleased with them.

6 I went out to meet the Philistine, and he cursed me by his idols.

7 But I drew his own sword; I beheaded him, and removed reproach from the people of Israel.

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