< Psalms 144 >
1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, who traineth my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;
Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.
2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and He in whom I take refuge; who subdueth my people under 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 takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that Thou makest account of 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 unto a breath; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
5 O LORD, bow Thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains and they shall smoke.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out Thine arrows, and discomfit them.
Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.
7 Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, out of 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 speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 O God, I will sing a new song unto Thee, upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto Thee;
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 Who givest salvation unto kings, who rescuest David Thy servant from the hurtful sword.
Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
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 We whose sons are as plants grown up in their youth; whose daughters are as corner-pillars carved after the fashion 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 Whose garners are full, affording all manner of store; whose sheep increase by thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:
14 Whose oxen are well laden; with no breach, and no going forth, and no outcry in our broad places;
Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
15 Happy is the people that is in such a case. Yea, happy is 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.