| Chapter 144 |
1 | {[A Psalm] of David.} Blessed be Jehovah my rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight;
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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!
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3 | Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him?
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4 | Man is like to vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
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5 | Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they smoke;
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6 | Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them:
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7 | Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens,
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8 | Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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9 | 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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10 | Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword.
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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.
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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:
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13 | Our granaries full, affording all manner of store; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures;
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14 | Our kine laden [with young]; no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets.
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15 | Blessed the people that is in such a case! Blessed the people whose God is Jehovah!
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