Psalms 144
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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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Psalms 144
144
By David.
1 Blessed be the LORD, my rock,
who trains my hands to war,
and my fingers to battle—
2 my loving kindness, my fortress,
my high tower, my deliverer,
my shield, and he in whom I take refuge,
who subdues my people under me.
3 LORD, what is man, that you care for him?
Or the son of man, that you think of him?
4 Man is like a breath.
His days are like a shadow that passes away.
5Part your heavens, LORD, and come down.
Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them.
Send out your arrows, and rout them.
7 Stretch out your hand from above,
rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters,
out of the hands of foreigners,
8whose mouths speak deceit,
whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 I will sing a new song to you, God.
On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
10 You are he who gives salvation to kings,
who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners,
whose mouths speak deceit,
whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants,
our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
13Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision.
Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
14 Our oxen will pull heavy loads.
There is no breaking in, and no going away,
and no outcry in our streets.
15Happy are the people who are in such a situation.
Happy are the people whose God is the LORD.
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