Psalms 144

1 Praise be to the God of my strength, teaching my hands the use of the sword, and my fingers the art of fighting:

1Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, Andmy fingers to fight:

2He is my strength, and my Rock; my high tower, and my saviour; my keeper and my hope: he gives me authority over my people.

2My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.

3Lord, what is man, that you keep him in mind? or the son of man that you take him into account?

3Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?

4Man is like a breath: his life is like a shade which is quickly gone.

4Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.

5Come down, O Lord, from your heavens: at your touch let the mountains give out smoke.

5Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

6With your storm-flames send them in flight: send out your arrows for their destruction.

6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.

7Put out your hand from on high; make me free, take me safely out of the great waters, and out of the hands of strange men;

7Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;

8In whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.

8Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9I will make a new song to you, O God; I will make melody to you on an instrument of ten cords.

9I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

10It is God who gives salvation to kings; and who kept his servant David from the wounding sword.

10Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

11Make me free, and take me out of the hands of strange men, in whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.

11Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

12Our sons are like tall young plants; and our daughters like the shining stones of a king's house;

12When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;

13Our store-houses are full of all good things; and our sheep give birth to thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

13Whenour garners are full, affording all manner of store, Andour sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

14Our oxen are well weighted down; our cows give birth safely; there is no going out, and there is no cry of sorrow in our open places.

14Whenour oxen are well laden; When there isno breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets:

15Happy is the nation whose ways are so ordered: yes, happy is the nation whose God is the Lord.

15Happy is the people that is in such a case; Yea, happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.