| International Standard Version | New Living Translation |
| 1Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for battle and my fingers for warfare, | 1Praise the LORD, who is my rock. He trains my hands for war and gives my fingers skill for battle. |
| 2he is my gracious love and my fortress, my strong tower and my deliverer, my shield and the one in whom I find refuge, who subdues peoples under me. | 2He is my loving ally and my fortress, my tower of safety, my rescuer. He is my shield, and I take refuge in him. He makes the nations submit to me. |
| 3LORD, what are human beings, that you should care about them, or mortal man, that you should think about him? | 3O LORD, what are human beings that you should notice them, mere mortals that you should think about them? |
| 4The human person is a mere empty breath; his days are like a fading shadow. | 4For they are like a breath of air; their days are like a passing shadow. |
| 5Bow your heavens, LORD, and descend; touch the mountains, and they will smolder. | 5Open the heavens, LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains so they billow smoke. |
| 6Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy, shoot your arrows and confuse them. | 6Hurl your lightning bolts and scatter your enemies! Shoot your arrows and confuse them! |
| 7Reach down your hand from your high place; rescue me and deliver me from mighty waters, from the control of foreigners. | 7Reach down from heaven and rescue me; rescue me from deep waters, from the power of my enemies. |
| 8Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand deceives, | 8Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie instead. |
| 9God, I will sing a new song to you. On a harp of ten strings I will play to you— | 9I will sing a new song to you, O God! I will sing your praises with a ten-stringed harp. |
| 10to you who gives victory to kings, rescuing his servant David from cruel swords. | 10For you grant victory to kings! You rescued your servant David from the fatal sword. |
| 11Rescue me and deliver me from the control of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hand deceives. | 11Save me! Rescue me from the power of my enemies. Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie instead. |
| 12May our sons in their youth be like full-grown plants, and our daughters like pillars destined to decorate a palace. | 12May our sons flourish in their youth like well-nurtured plants. May our daughters be like graceful pillars, carved to beautify a palace. |
| 13May our granaries be filled, storing produce in abundance; may our sheep bring forth thousands, even tens of thousands in our fields. | 13May our barns be filled with crops of every kind. May the flocks in our fields multiply by the thousands, even tens of thousands, |
| 14May our cattle grow heavy with young, with no damage or loss. May there be no cry of anguish in our streets! | 14and may our oxen be loaded down with produce. May there be no enemy breaking through our walls, no going into captivity, no cries of alarm in our town squares. |
| 15Happy are the people to whom these things come; happy are the people whose God is the LORD. | 15Yes, joyful are those who live like this! Joyful indeed are those whose God is the LORD. |
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