Psalms 144
1 By David. Blessed [is] Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
[A Psalm] of David. Blessed [be] the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, [and] my fingers to fight:
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 goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and [he] in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
3 Jehovah, what [is] man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
LORD, what [is] man, that thou takest knowledge of him! [or] the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
Man is like to vanity: his days [are] as a shadow that passeth away.
5 Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy 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,
Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8 Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
9 O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee.
I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery [and] an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10 Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.
[It is he] that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful 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,
Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood:
12 Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished — the likeness of a palace,
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:
13 Our garners [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
[That] our garners [may be] full, affording all manner of store: [that] our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
14 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
[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.
15 O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God [is] Jehovah!
Happy [is that] people, that is in such a case: [yea], happy [is that] people, whose God [is] the LORD.
