Psalms 144
1 By David. Blessed [is] Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
Of David. Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
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!
He is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer. He is my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.
3 Jehovah, what [is] man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
O LORD, what is man, that You regard him, the son of man that You think of him?
4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
5 Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
Part Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
Flash forth Your lightning and scatter them; shoot Your arrows and rout them.
7 Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
Reach down from on high; set me free and rescue me from the deep waters, from the grasp of foreigners,
8 Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
9 O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee.
I will sing to You a new song, O God; on a harp of ten strings I will make music to You—
10 Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.
to Him who gives victory to kings, who frees His servant David from the deadly sword.
11 Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
Set me free and rescue me from the grasp of foreigners, whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
12 Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished — the likeness of a palace,
Then our sons will be like plants nurtured in their youth, our daughters like corner pillars carved to adorn a palace.
13 Our garners [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
Our storehouses will be full, supplying all manner of produce; our flocks will bring forth thousands, tens of thousands in our fields.
14 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
Our oxen will bear great loads. There will be no breach in the walls, no going into captivity, and no cry of lament in our streets.
15 O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God [is] Jehovah!
Blessed are the people of whom this is so; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.
