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 rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight!
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.
He who is my loving-kindness and my fortress; My high tower and my deliverer, My shield, and he in whom I trust; Who subdueth peoples 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 mindful of 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 a vapor; His day is like a shadow that passeth away.
5 Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
Bow thy heavens, O LORD! and come down; Touch the mountains, so that they shall smoke!
6 Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; Shoot forth thine arrows, and destroy them!
7 Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
Send forth thine hand from above; Rescue and save me from deep waters; From the hands of aliens,
8 Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Whose mouth uttereth deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood!
9 I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
I will sing to thee a new song, O God! Upon a ten-stringed psaltery will I sing praise to thee;
10 It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
To thee, who givest salvation to kings, Who deliverest David, thy servant, from the destructive 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:
Rescue and deliver me from the hands of aliens, Whose mouth uttereth deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood!
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:
That our sons may be as plants, Grown up in their youth; Our daughters as corner-pillars, Hewn like those of a palace!
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:
That our garners may be full, Affording all kinds of store; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our streets.
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
That our cattle may be fruitful; That there be no breaking in, or going out; And no outcry in our streets.
15 Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord.
Happy the people that is in such a state! Yea, happy the people whose God is Jehovah!
