1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle-- |
2 My lovingkindness and my fortress, My high tower and my deliverer, My shield and the One in whom I take refuge, Who subdues my people under me. |
3 LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him? |
4 Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow. |
5 Bow down Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. |
6 Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them. |
7 Stretch out Your hand from above; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, From the hand of foreigners, |
8 Whose mouth speaks vain words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
9 I will sing a new song to You, O God; On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You, |
10 The One who gives salvation to kings, Who delivers David His servant From the deadly sword. |
11 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, Whose mouth speaks lying words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood-- |
12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; That our daughters may be as pillars, Sculptured in palace style; |
13 That our barns may be full, Supplying all kinds of produce; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our fields; |
14 That our oxen may be well-laden; That there be no breaking in or going out; That there be no outcry in our streets. |
15 Happy are the people who are in such a state; Happy are the people whose God is the LORD! |