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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—

1Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for battle and my fingers for warfare,

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 gracious love and my fortress, my strong tower and my deliverer, my shield and the one in whom I find 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 should care about them, or mortal man, that you should think about him?

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

4The human person is a mere empty breath; his days are like a fading shadow.

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

5Bow your heavens, LORD, and descend; touch the mountains, and they will smolder.

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

6Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy, shoot your arrows and confuse 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 your high place; rescue me and deliver me from mighty waters, from the control of foreigners.

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

8Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand deceives,

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

9God, I will sing a new song to you. On a harp of ten strings I will play to you—

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

10to you who gives victory to kings, rescuing his servant David from cruel swords.

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—

11Rescue me and deliver me from the control of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hand deceives.

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

12May our sons in their youth be like full-grown plants, and our daughters like pillars destined to decorate 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;

13May our granaries be filled, storing produce in abundance; may our sheep bring forth thousands, even 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.

14May our cattle grow heavy with young, with no damage or loss. May there be no cry of anguish in our streets!

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

15Happy are the people to whom these things come; happy are the people whose God is the LORD.