Psalms 144
1 A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.
2 He is my goodnes and my fortresse, my towre and my deliuerer, my shield, and in him I trust, which subdueth my people vnder 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 Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon 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 to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
5 Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains and they shall smoke.
6 Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.
7 Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:
8 Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
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 It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:
11 Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:
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 That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of 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 That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes:
Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
15 Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, 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.
