Salmos 144

Le nostre giovenche siano feconde; e non vi sia né breccia, né fuga, né grido nelle nostre piazze.

Que nuestros bueyes estén fuertes para el trabajo; que no tengamos asalto, ni que hacer salida, ni grito de alarma en nuestras plazas.

That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.