Psalms 144

1 A Psalm. Of David. Praise be to the God of my strength, teaching my hands the use of the sword, and my fingers the art of fighting:

τῷ Δαυιδ πρὸς τὸν Γολιαδ εὐλογητὸς κύριος ὁ θεός μου ὁ διδάσκων τὰς χεῖράς μου εἰς παράταξιν τοὺς δακτύλους μου εἰς πόλεμον

2 He is my strength, and my Rock; my high tower, and my saviour; my keeper and my hope: he gives me authority over my people.

ἔλεός μου καὶ καταφυγή μου ἀντιλήμπτωρ μου καὶ ῥύστης μου ὑπερασπιστής μου καὶ ἐπ’ αὐτῷ ἤλπισα ὁ ὑποτάσσων τὸν λαόν μου ὑπ’ ἐμέ

3 Lord, what is man, that you keep him in mind? or the son of man that you take him into account?

κύριε τί ἐστιν ἄνθρωπος ὅτι ἐγνώσθης αὐτῷ ἢ υἱὸς ἀνθρώπου ὅτι λογίζῃ αὐτόν

4 Man is like a breath: his life is like a shade which is quickly gone.

ἄνθρωπος ματαιότητι ὡμοιώθη αἱ ἡμέραι αὐτοῦ ὡσεὶ σκιὰ παράγουσιν

5 Come down, O Lord, from your heavens: at your touch let the mountains give out smoke.

κύριε κλῖνον οὐρανούς σου καὶ κατάβηθι ἅψαι τῶν ὀρέων καὶ καπνισθήσονται

6 With your storm-flames send them in flight: send out your arrows for their destruction.

ἄστραψον ἀστραπὴν καὶ σκορπιεῖς αὐτούς ἐξαπόστειλον τὰ βέλη σου καὶ συνταράξεις αὐτούς

7 Put out your hand from on high; make me free, take me safely out of the great waters, and out of the hands of strange men;

ἐξαπόστειλον τὴν χεῖρά σου ἐξ ὕψους ἐξελοῦ με καὶ ῥῦσαί με ἐξ ὑδάτων πολλῶν ἐκ χειρὸς υἱῶν ἀλλοτρίων

8 In whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.

ὧν τὸ στόμα ἐλάλησεν ματαιότητα καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτῶν δεξιὰ ἀδικίας

9 I will make a new song to you, O God; I will make melody to you on an instrument of ten cords.

ὁ θεός ᾠδὴν καινὴν ᾄσομαί σοι ἐν ψαλτηρίῳ δεκαχόρδῳ ψαλῶ σοι

10 It is God who gives salvation to kings; and who kept his servant David from the wounding sword.

τῷ διδόντι τὴν σωτηρίαν τοῖς βασιλεῦσιν τῷ λυτρουμένῳ Δαυιδ τὸν δοῦλον αὐτοῦ ἐκ ῥομφαίας πονηρᾶς

11 Make me free, and take me out of the hands of strange men, in whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.

ῥῦσαί με καὶ ἐξελοῦ με ἐκ χειρὸς υἱῶν ἀλλοτρίων ὧν τὸ στόμα ἐλάλησεν ματαιότητα καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτῶν δεξιὰ ἀδικίας

12 Our sons are like tall young plants; and our daughters like the shining stones of a king's house;

ὧν οἱ υἱοὶ ὡς νεόφυτα ἡδρυμμένα ἐν τῇ νεότητι αὐτῶν αἱ θυγατέρες αὐτῶν κεκαλλωπισμέναι περικεκοσμημέναι ὡς ὁμοίωμα ναοῦ

13 Our store-houses are full of all good things; and our sheep give birth to thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

τὰ ταμίεια αὐτῶν πλήρη ἐξερευγόμενα ἐκ τούτου εἰς τοῦτο τὰ πρόβατα αὐτῶν πολυτόκα πληθύνοντα ἐν ταῖς ἐξόδοις αὐτῶν

14 Our oxen are well weighted down; our cows give birth safely; there is no going out, and there is no cry of sorrow in our open places.

οἱ βόες αὐτῶν παχεῖς οὐκ ἔστιν κατάπτωμα φραγμοῦ οὐδὲ διέξοδος οὐδὲ κραυγὴ ἐν ταῖς πλατείαις αὐτῶν

15 Happy is the nation whose ways are so ordered: yes, happy is the nation whose God is the Lord.

ἐμακάρισαν τὸν λαόν ᾧ ταῦτά ἐστιν μακάριος ὁ λαός οὗ κύριος ὁ θεὸς αὐτοῦ