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 Yhwh my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

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 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 takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that Thou makest account of him?

Yhwh, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of 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 are as a shadow that passeth away.

5 O LORD, bow Thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.

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

6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out Thine arrows, and discomfit them.

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

7 Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, out of the hand of strangers;

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

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

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

9 O God, I will sing a new song unto Thee, upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto 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 unto kings, who rescuest David Thy servant from the hurtful sword.

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

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 We whose sons are as plants grown up in their youth; whose daughters are as corner-pillars carved after the fashion of a palace;

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 Whose garners are full, affording all manner of store; whose sheep increase by thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

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 Whose oxen are well laden; with no breach, and no going forth, and no outcry in our broad places;

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 Happy is the people that is in such a case. Yea, happy is the people whose God is the LORD.

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