| New Living Translation | King James Bible |
| 1Praise the LORD, who is my rock. He trains my hands for war and gives my fingers skill for battle. | 1A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight: |
| 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. | 2My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me. |
| 3O LORD, what are human beings that you should notice them, mere mortals that you should think about them? | 3LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him! |
| 4For they are like a breath of air; their days are like a passing shadow. | 4Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away. |
| 5Open the heavens, LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains so they billow smoke. | 5Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. |
| 6Hurl your lightning bolts and scatter your enemies! Shoot your arrows and confuse them! | 6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them. |
| 7Reach down from heaven and rescue me; rescue me from deep waters, from the power of my enemies. | 7Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children; |
| 8Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie instead. | 8Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
| 9I will sing a new song to you, O God! I will sing your praises with a ten-stringed harp. | 9I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee. |
| 10For you grant victory to kings! You rescued your servant David from the fatal sword. | 10It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword. |
| 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. | 11Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood: |
| 12May our sons flourish in their youth like well-nurtured plants. May our daughters be like graceful pillars, carved to beautify a palace. | 12That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace: |
| 13May our barns be filled with crops of every kind. May the flocks in our fields multiply by the thousands, even tens of thousands, | 13That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands 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. | 14That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets. |
| 15Yes, joyful are those who live like this! Joyful indeed are those whose God is the LORD. | 15Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD. |
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