Some were fruitful, multiplied and were overpowered;

as they beheld the stubborn strength of their offspring

who towered over their shrinking forms

and they saw the terrors of the land, and their eagerness to fall headlong,

and their hands became powerless, and they quaked at the future, 

sleep fled from their eyes and peace from their hearts

Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, 

and he delivered them from their distress.

He held tenderly their weak hearts, and taught them to smile at the future. 

As he opened and emptied their hands, He filled them with himself.

Then they lifted their eyes and were glad, and His Word became their strength.

Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast love,

for his faithfulness to generations

(An extension of Ps 107)