My free translation of Psalm 151
A youth in my fathers house.
A shepherd of my fathers flock
and director of his sheep in the wilderness.
My hands knead the Ugav , my fingers straighten the Nevel.
Who will tell it to my master?
Hashem, he will hear it.
He sent his messenger,
took me from behind my fathers sheep.
He anointed me with his anointing oil
and commanded me to rule over his nation.
My brothers are good and great,
yet not in them does Hashem desire.
I went out to face the Plishti,
he cursed me with his false gods.
But, I drew out his own sword and cut his head from him.
I removed the disgrace from the sons of Israel.
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