Psalm 144

Psalm 144

Of David.

Praise be to the Lord my Rock,^a

who trains my hands for war,

my fingers for battle.

He is my loving God and my fortress,^b

my stronghold^c and my deliverer,

my shield,^d in whom I take refuge,

who subdues peoples^e under me.

Lord, what are human beings^f that you care for them,

mere mortals that you think of them?

They are like a breath;^g

their days are like a fleeting shadow.^h

Part your heavens,ⁱ Lord, and come down;^j

touch the mountains, so that they smoke.^k

Send forth lightning^l and scatter^m the enemy;

shoot your arrowsⁿ and rout them.

Reach down your hand from on high;^o

deliver me and rescue me^p

from the mighty waters,^q

from the hands of foreigners^r

whose mouths are full of lies,^s

whose right hands^t are deceitful.^u

I will sing a new song^v to you, my God;

on the ten-stringed lyre^w I will make music to you,

to the One who gives victory to kings,^x

who delivers his servant David.^y

From the deadly sword^z deliver me;

rescue me^a from the hands of foreigners^b

whose mouths are full of lies,^c

whose right hands are deceitful.^d

Then our sons in their youth

will be like well-nurtured plants,^e

and our daughters will be like pillars^f

carved to adorn a palace.

Our barns will be filled^g

with every kind of provision.

Our sheep will increase by thousands,

by tens of thousands in our fields;

our oxen^h will draw heavy loads.

There will be no breaching of walls,ⁱ

no going into captivity,

no cry of distress in our streets.^j

Blessed is the people^k of whom this is true;

blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.