Chapter 3 (Psalm 151)

I was small among my brothers, and the youngest of my father's sons. I was shepherd of my father's sheep. 2 My hands made a musical instrument; my fingers strung a lap harp. 3 Who will tell my Lord? The Lord himself, the Lord hears me. 4 The Lord himself sent his messenger, and took me away from my father's sheep. He put special oil on my forehead to anoint me. 5 My brothers were good-looking and tall, but the Lord didn't take special pleasure in them.

6 I went out to meet the Philistine, who cursed me by his idols. 7 But I took his own sword out of its sheath and cut off his head. So I removed the shame from the Israelites.

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