Psalms 144
1 [A Psalm] of David concerning Goliad. Blessed [be] the Lord my God, who instructs my hands for battle, [and] my fingers for war.
A psalm of David. Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who trains my hands for war and my fingers for battle.
2 My mercy, and my refuge; my helper, and my deliverer; my protector, in whom I have trusted; who subdues my people under me.
You are my covenant faithfulness and my fortress, my high tower and the one who rescues me, my shield and the one in whom I take refuge, the one who subdues nations under me.
3 Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou takest account of him?
Yahweh, what is man that you take notice of him or the son of man that you think about him?
4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.
Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
5 O Lord, bow thy heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Cause the sky to sink and come down, Yahweh; touch the mountains and make them smoke.
6 Send lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: send forth thine arrows, and thou shalt discomfit them.
Send flashes of lightning and scatter my enemies; shoot your arrows and drive them back in confusion.
7 Send forth thine hand from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strange children;
Reach out your hand from above; rescue me out of many waters, from the hand of foreigners.
8 whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.
Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.
9 O God, I will sing a new song to thee: I will play to thee on a psaltery of ten strings.
I will sing a new song to you, God; on a lute of ten strings I will sing praises to you,
10 [Even] to him who gives salvation to kings: who redeems his servant David from the hurtful sword.
who give salvation to kings, who rescued David your servant from an evil sword.
11 Deliver me, and rescue me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity;
Rescue me and free me from the hand of foreigners. Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.
12 whose children are as plants, strengthened in their youth: their daughters are beautiful, sumptuously adorned after the similitude of a temple.
May our sons be like plants who grow to full size in their youth and our daughters like carved corner pillars, shapely like those of a palace.
13 Their garners are full, and bursting with one kind of store after another; their sheep are prolific, multiplying in their streets.
May our storehouses be full with every kind of produce, and may our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
14 Their oxen are fat: there is no falling down of a hedge, nor going out, nor cry in their folds.
Then our oxen will have many young. No one will break through our walls; there will be no exile and no outcry in our streets.
15 Men bless the people to whom this lot belongs, [but] blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.
Blessed is the people with such blessings; happy is the people whose God is Yahweh.
