"They sendforth their littleoneslike the flock,And their childrenskipabout.
"His oxmateswithoutfail;His cowcalvesand does not abort.
"They singto the timbreland harpAnd rejoiceat the soundof the flute.
But He setsthe needysecurelyon highaway from affliction,And makes[his] familieslike a flock.
