Psalms 144

1 [A Psalm] of David concerning Goliad. Blessed [be] the Lord my God, who instructs my hands for battle, [and] my fingers for war.

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

2 My mercy, and my refuge; my helper, and my deliverer; my protector, in whom I have trusted; who subdues 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 art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou takest account of him?

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

4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.

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, and they shall smoke.

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

6 Send lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: send forth thine arrows, and thou shalt discomfit them.

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

7 Send forth thine hand from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strange children;

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

8 whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.

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

9 O God, I will sing a new song to thee: I will play to thee on a psaltery of ten strings.

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

10 [Even] to him who gives salvation to kings: who redeems his servant David from the hurtful sword.

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

11 Deliver me, and rescue me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity;

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 whose children are as plants, strengthened in their youth: their daughters are beautiful, sumptuously adorned after the similitude of a temple.

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

13 Their garners are full, and bursting with one kind of store after another; their sheep are prolific, multiplying in their streets.

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

14 Their oxen are fat: there is no falling down of a hedge, nor going out, nor cry in their folds.

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

15 Men bless the people to whom this lot belongs, [but] blessed 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 YHWH.