Psalms 144

1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, who traineth my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;

[By David.] Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:

2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and He in whom I take refuge; who subdueth my people under me.

my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues peoples under me.

3 LORD, what is man, that Thou takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that Thou makest account of him?

LORD, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?

4 Man is like unto a breath; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.

5 O LORD, bow Thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.

Part your heavens, LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.

6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out Thine arrows, and discomfit them.

Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.

7 Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, out of the hand of strangers;

Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;

8 Whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.

whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9 O God, I will sing a new song unto Thee, upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto Thee;

I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

10 Who givest salvation unto kings, who rescuest David Thy servant from the hurtful sword.

You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.

Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

12 We whose sons are as plants grown up in their youth; whose daughters are as corner-pillars carved after the fashion of a palace;

Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

13 Whose garners are full, affording all manner of store; whose sheep increase by thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

Our storehouses are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

14 Whose oxen are well laden; with no breach, and no going forth, and no outcry in our broad places;

Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

15 Happy is the people that is in such a case. Yea, happy is the people whose God is the LORD.

Blessed are the people who are in such a situation. Blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.