Psalm CXLIV.

A Psalm * of David.

Blessed be the Lord * my strength,

aWhich teacheth my hands * to war,

And my fingers ato fight:

2  b* My goodness, and cmy fortress; dmy high tower, and my deliverer;

bMy shield, and he in whom I trust;

Who esubdueth my people under me.

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

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

4  hMan is like to vanity:

His days are as ia shadow that passeth away.

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

lTouch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

6  Cast forth mlightning, and scatter them:

mShoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.

7  nSend thine * hand ofrom above;

pRid me, and deliver me nout of great waters,

From the hand of qstrange children;

8  Whose mouth rspeaketh vanity,

And their right hand is sa right hand of falsehood.

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

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

10  It is he xthat giveth * salvation unto kings:

Who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

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

zWhose mouth speaketh vanity,

And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

12  That 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:

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

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

14  That our oxen may be * strong to labour;

That there be no fbreaking in, nor ggoing out;

That there be no hcomplaining in our streets.

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

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