A Song to the Lord Who Preserves and Prospers His People
A Psalm of David.
1Blessed be the Lord my Rock,
#Ps. 54:5Who trains my hands for war,
And my fingers for battle—
2My lovingkindness and my fortress,
My high tower and my deliverer,
My shield and the One in whom I take refuge,
Who subdues my people under me.
3#2 Sam. 22:35; Ps. 18:34Lord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?
Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?
4#Job 7:17; Ps. 8:4; Heb. 2:6Man is like a breath;
#Ps. 39:11His days are like a passing shadow.
5#Job 8:9; 14:2; Ps. 102:11Bow down Your heavens, O Lord, and come down;
#Ps. 18:9; Is. 64:1Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6#Ps. 104:32Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.
7Stretch out Your hand from above;
Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,
From the hand of foreigners,
8Whose mouth #Ps. 18:13, 14speaks lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9I will #Ps. 12:2sing a new song to You, O God;
On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
10The One who gives salvation to kings,
#Ps. 33:2, 3; 40:3Who delivers David His servant
From the deadly sword.
11Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners,
Whose mouth speaks lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—
12That our sons may be #Ps. 18:50as plants grown up in their youth;
That our daughters may be as pillars,
Sculptured in palace style;
13That our barns may be full,
Supplying all kinds of produce;
That our sheep may bring forth thousands
And ten thousands in our fields;
14That our oxen may be well laden;
That there be no breaking in or going out;
That there be no outcry in our streets.
15#Ps. 128:3Happy are the people who are in such a state;
Happy are the people whose God is the Lord!