< Psalms 144 >
1 BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, Who is teaching My hands for war, My fingers for battle.
A Psalm of David versus Goliath. Blessed is the Lord, my God, who trains my hands for the battle and my fingers for the war.
2 My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
My mercy and my refuge, my supporter and my deliverer, my protector and him in whom I have hoped: he subdues my people under me.
3 YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem him?
O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?
4 Man has been like a breath, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
Man has been made similar to vanity. His days pass by like a shadow.
5 YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
O Lord, incline your heavens and descend. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Your arrows, and trouble them,
Send a flash of lightning, and you will scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and you will set them in disarray.
7 Send forth Your hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.
8 Because their mouth has spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 O God, I sing to You a new song, I sing praise to You on a stringed instrument of ten strings.
To you, O God, I will sing a new song. On the psaltery, with an instrument of ten strings, I will sing psalms to you.
10 Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil.
He gives salvation to kings. He has redeemed your servant David from the malignant sword.
11 Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth has spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of the sons of foreigners. Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
12 Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished—the likeness of a palace,
Their sons are like new plantings in their youth. Their daughters are dressed up: adorned all around like the idols of a temple.
13 Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
Their cupboards are full: overflowing from one thing into another. Their sheep bear young, brought forth in abundance.
14 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
Their cattle are fat. There is no ruined wall or passage, nor anyone crying out in their streets.
15 O the blessedness of the people that is thus, O the blessedness of the people whose God [is] YHWH!
They have called the people that has these things: blessed. But blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.