My hands made a harp, my fingers fashioned a lyre.
 And who will declare it to my Lord? The Lord himself; it
is he who hears.
 It was he who sent his messenger and took me from my father's
sheep, and anointed me with his anointing oil.
 My brothers were handsome and tall, but the Lord was not
pleased with them.
 I went out to meet the Philistine, and he cursed me by his
 But I drew his own sword; I beheaded him, and removed reproach
from the people of Israel.