| Chapter 144 |
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{A Psalm of David.} Blessed be Jehovah my rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight; |
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My mercy and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I trust, who subdueth my people under me! |
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Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him? |
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Man is like to vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away. |
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Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they smoke; |
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Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them: |
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Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens, |
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Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
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O God, I will sing a new song unto thee; with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee: |
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Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword. |
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Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
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That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; our daughters as corner-columns, sculptured after the fashion of a palace: |
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Our granaries full, affording all manner of store; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures; |
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Our kine laden with young; no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets. |
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Blessed the people that is in such a case! Blessed the people whose God is Jehovah! |