Psalm 144

Psalm CXLIV.

A Psalm of David.

Blessed be the Lord my strength,

^aWhich teacheth my hands to war,

And my fingers ^ato fight:

^2bMy goodness, and ^cmy fortress; ^dmy high tower, and my deliverer;

^bMy shield, and he in whom I trust;

Who ^esubdueth my people under me.

^3fLord, what is man, that thou ^gtakest knowledge of him?

Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?

^4hMan is like to vanity:

His days are as ⁱa shadow that passeth away.

^5kBow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down:

^lTouch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

⁶Cast forth ^mlightning, and scatter them:

^mShoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.

⁷ⁿSend thine hand ^ofrom above;

^pRid me, and deliver me ⁿout of great waters,

From the hand of ^qstrange children;

⁸Whose mouth ^rspeaketh vanity,

And their right hand is ^sa right hand of falsehood.

⁹I will ^tsing a new song unto thee, O God:

Upon ^ua psaltery ^wand ^uan instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

¹⁰It is he ^xthat giveth salvation unto kings:

Who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

^11yRid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children,

^zWhose mouth speaketh vanity,

And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

¹²That our sons may be ^aas plants grown up in their youth;

That our daughters may be as ^bcorner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

¹³That our garners may be full, ^caffording all manner of store:

That our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our ^estreets:

¹⁴That our oxen may be strong to labour;

That there be no ^fbreaking in, nor ^ggoing out;

That there be no ^hcomplaining in our streets.

¹⁵ⁱHappy is that people, that is in such a case:

Yea, ^khappy is that people, whose God is the Lord.