Psalms 144
144
PSALM 144
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
A Psalm of David.
1O blessed ever be the Lord,
who is my strength and might,
Who doth instruct my hands to war,
my fingers teach to fight.
2My goodness, fortress, my high tow'r,
deliverer, and shield,
In whom I trust: who under me
my people makes to yield.
3Lord, what is man, that thou of him
dost so much knowledge take?
Or son of man, that thou of him
so great account dost make?
4Man is like vanity; his days,
as shadows, pass away.
5Lord, bow thy heav'ns, come down, touch thou
the hills, and smoke shall they.
6Cast forth thy lightning, scatter them;
thine arrows shoot, them rout.
7Thine hand send from above, me save;
from great depths draw me out;
And from the hand of children strange,
8Whose mouth speaks vanity;
And their right hand is a right hand
that works deceitfully.
9A new song I to thee will sing,
Lord, on a psaltery;
I on a ten-string'd instrument
will praises sing to thee.
10Ev'n he it is that unto kings
salvation doth send;
Who his own servant David doth
from hurtful sword defend.
11O free me from strange children's hand,
whose mouth speaks vanity;
And their right hand a right hand is
that works deceitfully.
12That, as the plants, our sons may be
in youth grown up that are;
Our daughters like to corner-stones,
carv'd like a palace fair.
13That to afford all kind of store
our garners may be fill'd;
That our sheep thousands, in our streets
ten thousands they may yield.
14That strong our oxen be for work,
that no in-breaking be,
Nor going out; and that our streets
may from complaints be free.
15Those people blessed are who be
in such a case as this;
Yea, blessed all those people are,
whose God JEHOVAH is.
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Psalms 144
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A song of David.
1Praise the Lord!
He is my Rock.
He prepares me for war.
He trains me for battle.
2He loves me and protects me.
He is my safe place high on the mountain.
He rescues me.
He is my shield.
I trust in him.
He helps me rule my people.
3Lord, why are people important to you?
Why do you even notice us?
4Our life is like a puff of air.
It is like a passing shadow.
5Lord, tear open the skies and come down.
Touch the mountains, and smoke will rise from them.
6Send the lightning and make my enemies run away.
Shoot your “arrows” and make them run away.
7Reach down from heaven and save me!
Don’t let me drown in this sea of enemies.
Save me from these foreigners.
8They are all liars,
even when they swear to tell the truth.
9God, I will sing a new song#144:9 new song Whenever God did a new and wonderful thing for his people, they would write a new song about it. for you.
I will play a ten-stringed harp and sing praise to you.
10You are the one who gives victory to kings.
You saved your servant David from the sword of his enemy.
11Save me from these foreigners.
They are all liars,
even when they swear to tell the truth.
12May our sons be as strong as trees
and our daughters as beautiful as the carved columns of a palace.
13May our barns be filled
with crops of all kinds.
May our sheep produce so many lambs,
that thousands of sheep will fill our fields.
14And may our cows be heavy with calves.
May no enemy break through our walls
or carry away any of our people.
May there be no cries of pain in our streets.
15How wonderful to have such blessings!
Yes, great blessings belong to those who have the Lord as their God.
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