Psalms 144 / 150
- 1Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
- 2He is my loving God and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.
- 3O LORD , what is man that you care for him, the son of man that you think of him?
- 4Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.
- 5Part your heavens, O LORD , and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
- 6Send forth lightning and scatter {the enemies}; shoot your arrows and rout them.
- 7Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners
- 8whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
- 9I will sing a new song to you, O God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
- 10to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David from the deadly sword.
- 11Deliver me and rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
- 12Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
- 13Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;
- 14our oxen will draw heavy loads. There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.
- 15Blessed are the people of whom this is true; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD .