Psalms 144
1 Of David. Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
Blessed be Jehovah, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight,
2 He is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer. He is my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.
my loving kindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues my people under me.
3 O LORD, what is man, that You regard him, the son of man that You think of him?
Jehovah, what is man, that thou take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou make account of him?
4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
Man is like vanity. His days are as a shadow that passes away.
5 Part Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Flash forth Your lightning and scatter them; shoot Your arrows and rout them.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them. Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
7 Reach down from on high; set me free and rescue me from the deep waters, from the grasp of foreigners,
Stretch forth thy hand from above. Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of aliens,
8 whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
whose mouth speaks deceit, and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 I will sing to You a new song, O God; on a harp of ten strings I will make music to You—
I will sing a new song to thee, O God. Upon a psaltery of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.
10 to Him who gives victory to kings, who frees His servant David from the deadly sword.
Thou are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Set me free and rescue me from the grasp of foreigners, whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaks deceit, and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12 Then our sons will be like plants nurtured in their youth, our daughters like corner pillars carved to adorn a palace.
That our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, and our daughters as cornerstones hewn according to the fashion of a palace,
13 Our storehouses will be full, supplying all manner of produce; our flocks will bring forth thousands, tens of thousands in our fields.
our garners are full, affording all manner of store, our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields,
14 Our oxen will bear great loads. There will be no breach in the walls, no going into captivity, and no cry of lament in our streets.
our oxen are well laden, no breaking in, and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets,
15 Blessed are the people of whom this is so; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.
blessed are the people who are in such a case. Blessed are the people whose God is Jehovah.
