Psalms 144
1 [A Psalm] of David concerning Goliad. Blessed [be] the Lord my God, who instructs my hands for battle, [and] my fingers for war.
A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
2 My mercy, and my refuge; my helper, and my deliverer; my protector, in whom I have trusted; who subdues my people under me.
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.
3 Lord, what is man, that you are made known to him? or the son of man, that you take account of him?
Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him!
4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.
Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
5 O Lord, bow your heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
6 Send lightning, and you shall scatter them: send forth your arrows, and you shall discomfit them.
Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
7 Send forth your hand from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strange children;
Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
8 whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.
Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 O God, I will sing a new song to you: I will play to you on a lute of ten strings.
I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
10 [Even] to him who gives salvation to kings: who redeems his servant David from the hurtful sword.
It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
11 Deliver me, and rescue me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity;
Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:
12 whose children are as plants, strengthened in their youth: their daughters are beautiful, sumptuously adorned after the similitude of a temple.
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:
13 Their garners are full, and bursting with one kind of store after another; their sheep are prolific, multiplying in their streets.
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:
14 Their oxen are fat: there is no falling down of a hedge, nor going out, nor cry in their folds.
That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
15 Men bless the people to whom this lot belongs, [but] blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.
Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord.
