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Psalm 144

Psalm 144

Of David.

Praise be to the Lord my Rock,
    who trains my hands for war,
    my fingers for battle.
He is my loving God and my fortress,
    my stronghold and my deliverer,
my shield, in whom I take refuge,
    who subdues peoples[a] under me.

Lord, what are human beings that you care for them,
    mere mortals that you think of them?
They are like a breath;
    their days are like a fleeting shadow.

Part your heavens, Lord, and come down;
    touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy;
    shoot your arrows and rout them.
Reach down your hand from on high;
    deliver me and rescue me
from the mighty waters,
    from the hands of foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies,
    whose right hands are deceitful.

I will sing a new song to you, my God;
    on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
10 to the One who gives victory to kings,
    who delivers his servant David.

From the deadly sword 11 deliver me;
    rescue me from the hands of foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies,
    whose right hands are deceitful.

12 Then our sons in their youth
    will be like well-nurtured plants,
and our daughters will be like pillars
    carved to adorn a palace.
13 Our barns will be filled
    with every kind of provision.
Our sheep will increase by thousands,
    by tens of thousands in our fields;
14     our oxen will draw heavy loads.[b]
There will be no breaching of walls,
    no going into captivity,
    no cry of distress in our streets.
15 Blessed is the people of whom this is true;
    blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 144:2 Many manuscripts of the Masoretic Text, Dead Sea Scrolls, Aquila, Jerome and Syriac; most manuscripts of the Masoretic Text subdues my people
  2. Psalm 144:14 Or our chieftains will be firmly established

New International Reader's Version

Psalm 144

Psalm 144

A psalm of David.

Give praise to the Lord, my Rock.
    He trains my hands for war.
    He trains my fingers for battle.
He is my loving God and is like a fort to me.
    He is my place of safety and the God who saves me.
He is like a shield that keeps me safe.
    He brings nations under my control.

Lord, what are human beings that you take care of them?
    What are mere people that you think about them?
Their lives don’t last any longer than a breath.
    Their days are like a shadow that quickly disappears.

Lord, open up your heavens and come down.
    Touch the mountains, and they will pour out smoke.
Send flashes of lightning and scatter my enemies.
    Shoot your arrows and chase them away.
My enemies are like a mighty flood.
    Reach down from heaven and save me.
    Save me from outsiders who attack me.
They tell all kinds of lies with their mouths.
    Even when they make a promise by raising their right hands, they don’t mean it.

My God, I will sing a new song to you.
    I will make music to you on a lyre that has ten strings.
10 You are the God who helps kings win battles.
    You save your servant David.

From death by the sword 11 save me.
    Set me free from outsiders who attack me.
They tell all kinds of lies with their mouths.
    Even when they make a promise by raising their right hands, they don’t mean it.

12 While our sons are young,
    they will be like healthy plants.
Our daughters will be like pillars
    that have been made to decorate a palace.
13 Our storerooms will be filled
    with every kind of food.
The sheep in our fields will increase by thousands.
    They will increase by tens of thousands.
14     Our oxen will pull heavy loads.
None of our city walls will be broken down.
    No one will be carried off as a prisoner.
    No cries of pain will be heard in our streets.

15 Blessed is the nation about whom all these things are true.
    Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord.