Psalm 144

1 Blessed be the LORD my strength, who 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 notice of him? Or the son of man that Thou makest account of him?

4 Man is like 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; rescue me and deliver me out of great waters from the hand of strangers,

8 whose mouth speaketh vanity and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9 I will sing a new song unto Thee, O God; upon a psaltery 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 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh vanity and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood,

12 that our sons may be as plants full grown in their youth, that our daughters may be as cornerstones, 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 labor, that there be no breaking in, nor going out, that there be no complaining in our streets.

15 Happy is that people for whom such is the case; yea, happy is that people whose God is the LORD.