Unto me happily the lines in pleasant places fell; Yea, the inheritance I got in beauty doth excel.
The nations of Canaan, by his almighty hand, Before their face he did expel out of their native land; Which for inheritance to them by line he did divide, And made the tribes of Israel within their tents abide.
A life prolong'd for many days thou to the king shalt give; Like many generations be the years which he shall live.