Psalm 144
Expositor's Dictionary of Texts
A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
Psalm 144:12

David is not praying that the youth of the land should have any abnormal precociousness; the picture before his mind is that of vigorous, healthful, upright, manly and ingenuous youth.

I. A Healthful Frame; a Strong, Robust, Vigorous Physique.—It has been said that, as righteousness is the health of the soul, so health is the righteousness of the body. All very true; but we must not run into the opposite error of encouraging the notion that thoughtful, refined, cultured, religious men must be pale-faced and delicate, and with a supreme contempt of a sound physical development.

II. A Solid Character.—I know it has been said that the weak side of young men is very weak. Youth is prone to excess, and, on the sunny side of twenty, there is a tendency to carry more sail than ballast. It is a fine thing to see a young man with some solidity about him; some moral backbone; to see stamped upon such an one's face and gait and manner, the self-respect that accompanies truthfulness, integrity, and goodness.

III. A Hidden Life.—Doubtless, what chiefly struck the eye of the Psalmist, as he looked on those young trees, was their exuberant vitality. That life came from God. Man's power is marvellous, but it stops short of this. He can neither understand or impart life. Personal and saving religion is no development from within, no product of moral evolution; it is something whose germ must be imparted to you by the Holy Spirit; and without which germ you are, in the sight of God, absolutely dead. 'One thing thou lackest.' And that one thing God only can give you.

—J. Thain Davidson, The City Youth, p. 238.

References.—CXLIV. 12.—W. Walters, Christian World Pulpit, vol. xxi. p. 338. CXLV. 1, 2.—Spurgeon, Sermons, vol. xxii. No. 1902.

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.
LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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.
It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
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:
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:
That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
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.
Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.
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