A Psalm of David.
1Blessed be the LORD my strength,
Which teacheth my hands to war, and 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.
3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him!
Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
4Man 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.
6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them:
Shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
7Send thine hand from above;
Rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8Whose 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.
10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings:
Who delivereth David his 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:
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:
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:
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.
15Happy is that people, that is in such a case:
Yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.