¹A Psalm of David.

Blessed be the Lord my rock,

Who teaches my hands battle,

And my fingers war

²– My kindness, my fortress, my high stronghold,

And my deliverer, my shield,

In whom I trust,

Who subdues my people under me.

³O Lord, what is man,

⁴Man resembles vapour;

His days are like a shadow passing by.

⁵O Lord, take leave of your heavens,

And come down;

Strike the mountains,

And they will smoke.

⁶Flash lightning and scatter them;

Send your arrows and rout them.

⁷Send your hands from above;

Snatch me away,

And deliver me from great waters

– From the hand of foreigners,

⁸Whose mouths speak a lie,

And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹O God, I will sing a new song to you;

With the ten-stringed lute I will make psalm melody to you.

¹⁰It is he who gives salvation to kings;

It is he who snatches David his servant away from an evil sword.

¹¹Snatch me away and deliver me from the hand of foreigners,

Whose mouths speak a lie,

And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹²It is he through whom our sons may be like plants raised in their youth,

And our daughters like cornerstones

Hewn in a form fit for a palace,

¹³And through whom our granaries may be full,

Supplying all kinds of needs,

And through whom our flocks may bear thousands,

And tens of thousands in our open places,

¹⁴And through whom our cattle may be with young,

And that there may be no invasion or deportation

Or cry of sorrow in our open places.

¹⁵Happy is the people who have such a situation;

Happy is the people whose God is the Lord.

Reference(s) in Chapter 144: v.3 ↔ Hebrews 2:6.