Psalm 144
| 1 | Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight: | |
| 2 | My 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! | |
| 4 | Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away. | |
| 5 | Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. | |
| 6 | Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them. | |
| 7 | Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children; | |
| 8 | Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. | |
| 9 | I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a Psalm ltery 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. | |
| 11 | Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood: | |
| 12 | That 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. | |
| 15 | Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD. |
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