Psalms 144
1 Of David. Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.
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 mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me.
3 O LORD, what is man, that You regard him, the son of man that You think of him?
Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
5 Part Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains and they shall smoke.
6 Flash forth Your lightning and scatter them; shoot Your arrows and rout them.
Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.
7 Reach down from on high; set me free and rescue me from the deep waters, from the grasp of foreigners,
Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:
8 whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 I will sing to You a new song, O God; on a harp of ten strings I will make music to You—
To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument 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.
Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:
11 Set me free and rescue me from the grasp of foreigners, whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
Deliver me, And rescue me out of the hand of strange children; whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity:
12 Then our sons will be like plants nurtured in their youth, our daughters like corner pillars carved to adorn a palace.
Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple:
13 Our storehouses will be full, supplying all manner of produce; our flocks will bring forth thousands, tens of thousands in our fields.
Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:
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.
Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
15 Blessed are the people of whom this is so; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.
They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord.
