Psalms 144
144
PSALM 144
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
A Psalm of David.
1O blessed ever be the Lord,
who is my strength and might,
Who doth instruct my hands to war,
my fingers teach to fight.
2My goodness, fortress, my high tow'r,
deliverer, and shield,
In whom I trust: who under me
my people makes to yield.
3Lord, what is man, that thou of him
dost so much knowledge take?
Or son of man, that thou of him
so great account dost make?
4Man is like vanity; his days,
as shadows, pass away.
5Lord, bow thy heav'ns, come down, touch thou
the hills, and smoke shall they.
6Cast forth thy lightning, scatter them;
thine arrows shoot, them rout.
7Thine hand send from above, me save;
from great depths draw me out;
And from the hand of children strange,
8Whose mouth speaks vanity;
And their right hand is a right hand
that works deceitfully.
9A new song I to thee will sing,
Lord, on a psaltery;
I on a ten-string'd instrument
will praises sing to thee.
10Ev'n he it is that unto kings
salvation doth send;
Who his own servant David doth
from hurtful sword defend.
11O free me from strange children's hand,
whose mouth speaks vanity;
And their right hand a right hand is
that works deceitfully.
12That, as the plants, our sons may be
in youth grown up that are;
Our daughters like to corner-stones,
carv'd like a palace fair.
13That to afford all kind of store
our garners may be fill'd;
That our sheep thousands, in our streets
ten thousands they may yield.
14That strong our oxen be for work,
that no in-breaking be,
Nor going out; and that our streets
may from complaints be free.
15Those people blessed are who be
in such a case as this;
Yea, blessed all those people are,
whose God JEHOVAH is.
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Tehillim (Psalms) 144
144
1Blessed be יהוה my Rock, Who is teaching my hands for fighting, My fingers for battle;
2My loving-commitment and my stronghold, My tower and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I take refuge, Who is subduing peoples under me.
3יהוה, what is man, that You should know him? Son of man, that You should think of him?
4Man is like a breath, His days like a passing shadow.
5Incline Your heavens, O יהוה, and come down; Touch the mountains that they smoke.
6Send forth lightning and scatter them, Send forth Your arrows and confuse them.
7Send forth Your hand from above; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, From the hand of foreigners,
8Whose mouth has spoken falsehood, And whose right hand is a right hand of lies.
9O Elohim, a new song I sing to You; On a harp of ten strings I sing praises to You,
10Who gives deliverance to sovereigns, Who rescues Dawiḏ His servant From the evil sword.
11Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, Whose mouth has spoken falsehood, And whose right hand is a right hand of lies;
12Because our sons are like plants Grown up in their youth; Our daughters like hewn stones, Polished, like a palace building;
13Let our storehouses be filled, Supplying all kinds; Let our sheep bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our fields;
14Our cattle well-laden; No breaking in, no going out; And no crying in our streets.
15Blessed are the people who have it so; Blessed are the people whose Elohim is יהוה!
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