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Psalms 144
KJV
King James Version · 1611
DBY
Darby Bible · 1890
1Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
1 Blessed be Jehovah my rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight;
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.
2 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!
3Lord, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
3 Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him?
4Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
4 Man is like to vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
5 Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they smoke;
6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
6 Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them:
7Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
7 Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens,
8Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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.
9 OGod, I will sing a new song unto thee; with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee:
10It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
10 Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword.
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:
11 Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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:
12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; our daughters as corner-columns, sculptured after the fashion of a palace:
13That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
13 Our granaries full, affording all manner of store; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures;