Psalms 144

1 Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.

BLESSED be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

2 My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me.

My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.

3 Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?

Lord, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!

4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.

Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

5 Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains and they shall smoke.

Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

6 Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.

Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.

7 Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:

Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;

8 Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.

Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9 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.

I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

10 Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:

It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

11 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:

Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

12 Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple:

That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

13 Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:

That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

14 Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.

That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

15 They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord.

Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord.