Psalmorum 144
1 Psalmus David. Adversus Goliath. Benedictus Dominus Deus meus, qui docet manus meas ad prælium, et digitos meos ad bellum.
[A Psalm off] David. Blessed be the LORD my rock, which teacheth my hands to war, [and] my fingers to fight:
2 Misericordia mea et refugium meum; susceptor meus et liberator meus; protector meus, et in ipso speravi, qui subdit populum meum sub me.
My lovingkindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
3 Domine, quid est homo, quia innotuisti ei? aut filius hominis, quia reputas eum?
LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4 Homo vanitati similis factus est; dies ejus sicut umbra prætereunt.
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5 Domine, inclina cælos tuos, et descende; tange montes, et fumigabunt.
Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Fulgura coruscationem, et dissipabis eos; emitte sagittas tuas, et conturbabis eos.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
7 Emitte manum tuam de alto: eripe me, et libera me de aquis multis, de manu filiorum alienorum:
Stretch forth thine hand from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strangers;
8 quorum os locutum est vanitatem, et dextera eorum dextera iniquitatis.
Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Deus, canticum novum cantabo tibi; in psalterio decachordo psallam tibi.
I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10 Qui das salutem regibus, qui redemisti David servum tuum de gladio maligno,
It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 eripe me, et erue me de manu filiorum alienorum, quorum os locutum est vanitatem, et dextera eorum dextera iniquitatis.
Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12 Quorum filii sicut novellæ plantationes in juventute sua; filiæ eorum compositæ, circumornatæ ut similitudo templi.
When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth; and our daughters as corner stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
13 Promptuaria eorum plena, eructantia ex hoc in illud; oves eorum fœtosæ, abundantes in egressibus suis;
[When] our garners are full, affording all manner of store; [and] our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
14 boves eorum crassæ. Non est ruina maceriæ, neque transitus, neque clamor in plateis eorum.
[When] our oxen are well laden; [when there is] no breaking in, and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets;
15 Beatum dixerunt populum cui hæc sunt; beatus populus cujus Dominus Deus ejus.
Happy is the people, that is in such a case: [yea], happy is the people, whose God is the LORD.
