Psalms 144
1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, who teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
A psalm of David. Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who trains my hands for war and my fingers for battle.
2 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.
You are my covenant faithfulness and my fortress, my high tower and the one who rescues me, my shield and the one in whom I take refuge, the one who subdues nations under me.
3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
Yahweh, what is man that you take notice of him or the son of man that you think about him?
4 Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
5 Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Cause the sky to sink and come down, Yahweh; touch the mountains and make them smoke.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot thy arrows, and destroy them.
Send flashes of lightning and scatter my enemies; shoot your arrows and drive them back in confusion.
7 Send thy hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of foreigners;
Reach out your hand from above; rescue me out of many waters, from the hand of foreigners.
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.
9 I will sing a new song to thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises to thee.
I will sing a new song to you, God; on a lute of ten strings I will sing praises to you,
10 It is he that giveth salvation to kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
who give salvation to kings, who rescued David your servant from an evil sword.
11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
Rescue me and free me from the hand of foreigners. Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.
12 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:
May our sons be like plants who grow to full size in their youth and our daughters like carved corner pillars, shapely like those of a palace.
13 That our barns may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
May our storehouses be full with every kind of produce, and may our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
14 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.
Then our oxen will have many young. No one will break through our walls; there will be no exile and no outcry in our streets.
15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.
Blessed is the people with such blessings; happy is the people whose God is Yahweh.
