A Thanksgiving of David.
I WAS the youngest among my brethren and a youth in my father's house. I used to feed my father's flock and I found a lion and a wolf and slew them and rent them.
My hands made a flute and my fingers fashioned a harp.
Who will show me my Adonai? He, my Adonai, is become my Elohiym.
He sent his Angel and took me away from my father's flock and anointed me with the oil of anointing.
My brethren, the fair and the tall, in them Yahuah had no pleasure.
And I went forth to meet the Pelishtiy, and he cursed me by his idols.
But I drew his sword and cut off his head, and took away the reproach from the children of Yashar'el.