Psalms 144 (kjv)
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1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight:
2 My 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 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.
3 LORD, 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? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4 Man 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.
5 Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
5 Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
7 Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
7 Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
8 Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 I 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 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
10 Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Rid 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 out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12 That 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 When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
13 That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
13 When our garners are full, affording all manner of store, And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
14 When our oxen are well laden; When there is no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets:
15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.
15 Happy is the people that is in such a case; Yea, happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.