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1[i]A Psalm[/i] of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle—

1Of David. Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.

2My lovingkindness and my fortress, My high tower and my deliverer, My shield and the One in whom I take refuge, Who subdues my people under me.

2He is my loving God and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.

3LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?

3LORD, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them?

4Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow.

4They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow.

5Bow down Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

5Part your heavens, LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.

6Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.

6Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them.

7Stretch out Your hand from above; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, From the hand of foreigners,

7Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners

8Whose mouth speaks lying words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

8whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.

9I will sing a new song to You, O God; On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,

9I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,

10The One who gives salvation to kings, Who delivers David His servant From the deadly sword.

10to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David. From the deadly sword

11Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, Whose mouth speaks lying words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—

11deliver me; rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.

12That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; That our daughters may be as pillars, Sculptured in palace style;

12Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

13That our barns may be full, Supplying all kinds of produce; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our fields;

13Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;

14That our oxen may be well laden; That there be no breaking in or going out; That there be no outcry in our streets.

14our oxen will draw heavy loads. There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.

15Happy are the people who are in such a state; Happy are the people whose God is the LORD!

15Blessed is the people of whom this is true; blessed is the people whose God is the LORD.