144:1 Of David. Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
144:2 He is my loving God and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.
144:3 O LORD, what is man that you care for him, the son of man that you think of him?
144:4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.
144:5 Part your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
144:6 Send forth lightning and scatter the enemies; shoot your arrows and rout them.
144:7 Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners
144:8 whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
144:9 I will sing a new song to you, O God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
144:10 to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David from the deadly sword.
144:11 Deliver me and rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
144:12 Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
144:13 Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;
144:14 our oxen will draw heavy loads. There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.
144:15 Blessed are the people of whom this is true; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.
144:1 Blessed be Jehovah my rock, / Who teaches my hands for war / And my fingers for battle:
144:2 My Lord of lovingkindness and my fortress, / My high retreat and my Deliverer, / My shield and He in whom I take refuge, / Who subdues my people under me.
144:3 O Jehovah, what is man, that You take knowledge of him, / And the son of mortal man, that You think of him?
144:4 Man is like a breath; / His days are like a passing shadow.
144:5 O Jehovah, bow Your heavens down and descend; / Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
144:6 Flash forth lightning, and scatter them; / Send forth Your arrows, and discomfit them.
144:7 Stretch forth Your hand from on high; / Rescue me and deliver me / From the great waters, / From the hand of foreigners;
144:8 Whose mouth speaks deceit, / And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
144:9 O God, I will sing a new song to You; / Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing psalms to You,
144:10 Who gives salvation to kings, / Who rescues David His servant from the hurtful sword.
144:11 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, / Whose mouth speaks deceit, / And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
144:12 May our sons be like plants / Grown up in their youth; / May our daughters be like corner pillars / Hewn out in fashion for a palace;
144:13 May our barns be full, / Furnishing produce of all kinds; / May our sheep bring forth thousands / And ten thousands in our fields;
144:14 May our oxen be fully laden; / May there be no breaking in to rob or going forth to fight, / Or outcry in our streets.
144:15 Blessed are the people who are so; / Blessed are the people whose God is Jehovah.