Psalm 144

Psalm 144

A Psalm of David.

¹Blessed be the Lord my Rock, ^aWho trains my hands for war,

And my fingers for battle—

²My lovingkindness and my fortress,

My high tower and my deliverer,

My shield and the One in whom I take refuge,

Who subdues ¹my people under me.

^3bLord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?

Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?

^4cMan is like a breath;

^dHis days are like a passing shadow.

^5eBow down Your heavens, O Lord, and come down;

^fTouch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

^6gFlash forth lightning and scatter them;

Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.

⁷Stretch out Your hand from above;

Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,

From the hand of foreigners,

⁸Whose mouth ^hspeaks ²lying words,

And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹I will ⁱsing a new song to You, O God;

On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,

¹⁰The One who gives ³salvation to kings,

^jWho delivers David His servant

From the deadly sword.

¹¹Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners,

Whose mouth speaks lying words,

And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—

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

That our daughters may be as ⁴pillars,

Sculptured in palace style;

¹³That our barns may be full,

Supplying all kinds of produce;

That our sheep may bring forth thousands

And ten thousands in our fields;

¹⁴That our oxen may be well laden;

That there be no ⁵breaking in or going out;

That there be no outcry in our streets.

^15lHappy are the people who are in such a state;

Happy are the people whose God is the Lord!