| New King James Version | New Living Translation |
| 1[i]A Psalm[/i] of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle— | 1Praise the LORD, who is my rock. He trains my hands for war and gives my fingers skill 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 ally and my fortress, my tower of safety, my rescuer. He is my shield, and I take refuge in him. He makes the nations submit to me. |
| 3LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him? | 3O LORD, what are human beings that you should notice them, mere mortals that you should think about them? |
| 4Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow. | 4For they are like a breath of air; their days are like a passing shadow. |
| 5Bow down Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. | 5Open the heavens, LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains so they billow smoke. |
| 6Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them. | 6Hurl your lightning bolts and scatter your enemies! 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 from heaven and rescue me; rescue me from deep waters, from the power of my enemies. |
| 8Whose mouth speaks lying words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. | 8Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie instead. |
| 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, O God! I will sing your praises with a ten-stringed harp. |
| 10The One who gives salvation to kings, Who delivers David His servant From the deadly sword. | 10For you grant victory to kings! You rescued your servant David from the fatal 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— | 11Save me! Rescue me from the power of my enemies. Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie instead. |
| 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 flourish in their youth like well-nurtured plants. May our daughters be like graceful pillars, carved to beautify 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 barns be filled with crops of every kind. May the flocks in our fields multiply by the thousands, even tens of thousands, |
| 14That our oxen may be well laden; That there be no breaking in or going out; That there be no outcry in our streets. | 14and may our oxen be loaded down with produce. May there be no enemy breaking through our walls, no going into captivity, no cries of alarm in our town squares. |
| 15Happy are the people who are in such a state; Happy are the people whose God is the LORD! | 15Yes, joyful are those who live like this! Joyful indeed are those whose God is the LORD. |
| The Holy Bible, New King James Version, Copyright © 1982 Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved. | Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved. |
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