< Psalms 144 >
1 A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
[A Psalm off] David. Blessed be the LORD my rock, which 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.
My lovingkindness, 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 regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon 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 vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
Man is like to vanity: his days are as 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, and they shall smoke.
6 Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
7 Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
Stretch forth thine hand from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strangers;
8 Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their 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 a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10 It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful 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 me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their 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:
When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth; and our daughters as corner stones hewn after the fashion 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:
[When] our garners are full, affording all manner of store; [and] our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
[When] our oxen are well laden; [when there is] no breaking in, and no going forth, 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 is the people, that is in such a case: [yea], happy is the people, whose God is the LORD.