I was small among my brothers
And the youngest in my father's house
I tended my father's sheep
My hands made a harp
My fingers fashioned a lyre
And who will tell my Lord
The Lord himself
It is He who will hear me
It was He who sent his messenger
And took me from my father's sheep
And anointed me with His anointing oil
His anointing oil
My brothers were handsome and tall
But the Lord was not pleased with them
I went out to meet the Philistine
And he cursed me by his idol
But I drew his own sword
And I beheaded him
And removed
The reproach
From the people of Israel
And removed
The reproach
From the people of Israel
I was small among my brothers
And the youngest in my father's house