Psalm, 144

Of David.

¹ May Jehovah, my Rock, be praised, Who trains my hands for battle, My fingers for warfare.

² He is my loyal love and my stronghold, My secure refuge^*1 and my rescuer, My shield and the One in whom I have taken shelter, The One subduing peoples under me.

³ O Jehovah, what is man that you should notice him, The son of mortal man that you should pay attention to him?

⁴ Man resembles a mere breath; His days are like a passing shadow.

⁵ O Jehovah, lower^*1 your heavens and descend; Touch the mountains and make them smoke.

⁶ Make lightning flash and scatter the enemy; Shoot your arrows and throw them into confusion.

⁷ Stretch out your hands from above; Rescue me and save me from the surging waters, From the hand^*1 of the foreigners,

⁸ Whose mouths speak lies And who raise their right hand to swear to what is false.^*1

⁹ O God, I will sing to you a new song. I will sing praises^*1 to you, accompanied by a ten-stringed instrument,

¹⁰ To the One who gives victory^*1 to kings, The One rescuing his servant David from the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me and save me from the hand of the foreigners, Whose mouths speak lies And who raise their right hand to swear to what is false.

¹² Then our sons will be like young plants that grow up quickly, Our daughters like corner pillars carved for a palace.

¹³ Our storehouses will overflow with every kind of produce; Our flocks in our fields will multiply by the thousands, by the tens of thousands.

¹⁴ Our cattle, heavy with young, will suffer no mishap^*1 or miscarriage; There will be no cry of distress in our public squares.

¹⁵ Happy is the people for whom it is this way! Happy is the people whose God is Jehovah!