Psalm 144
Blessed Be the LORD, My Rock
Of David.
¹ Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
² He is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer. He is my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples 1 under me.
³ O LORD, what is man, that You regard him, the son of man that You think of him?
⁴ Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
⁵ Part Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
⁶ Flash forth Your lightning and scatter them; shoot Your arrows and rout them.
⁷ Reach down from on high; set me free and rescue me from the deep waters, from the grasp of foreigners,
⁸ whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
⁹ I will sing to You a new song, O God; on a harp of ten strings I will make music to You—
¹⁰ to Him who gives victory to kings, who frees His servant David from the deadly sword.
¹¹ Set me free and rescue me from the grasp of foreigners, whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
¹² Then our sons will be like plants nurtured in their youth, our daughters like corner pillars carved to adorn a palace.
¹³ Our storehouses will be full, supplying all manner of produce; our flocks will bring forth thousands, tens of thousands in our fields.
¹⁴ Our oxen will bear great loads.2 There will be no breach in the walls, no going into captivity, and no cry of lament in our streets.
¹⁵ Blessed are the people of whom this is so; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.