PSALM 144
1For David.
Who trains my hands for battle,
my fingers for the fray.
2My strength and my bastion,
my fortress and my deliverer.
My shield in which I shelter,
Who tramples down peoples beneath me.
3LORD, what is a human creature that You should know him,
the son of man, that You pay him mind?
4The human is like unto breath,
his days like a passing shadow.
5LORD, tilt Your heavens and come down,
but touch the mountains, that they smoke.
6Crack lightning and scatter them,
send forth Your bolts and panic them.
7Send forth Your hand from on high,
redeem me and save me from the many waters,
from the foreigners’ hand,
8whose mouth speaks falsely,
and whose right hand is a right hand of lies.
9God, a new song I would sing to You,
on a ten-stringed lute I would hymn to You.
10Who grants rescue to kings,
redeems David His servant from the evil sword.
11Redeem me and save me from the foreigners’ hand,
whose mouth speaks falsely,
and whose right hand is a right hand of lies.
12While our sons are like saplings,
tended from their youth;
our daughters, like corner-pillars
hewn for the shape of a palace.
13Our granaries are full,
dispensing food of every kind.
Our flocks are in the thousands,
14Our cattle, big with young.
There is no breach and none goes out,
and no screaming in our squares.
15Happy the people who has it thus,
happy the people whose God is the LORD.