Psalm 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.
5 Part 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,
8 whose 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.
13 Our 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.
15 Happy are
the people who
are in such
a situation.
Happy are the
people whose God
is the LORD.