| New Living Translation | English Standard Version |
| 1Praise the LORD, who is my rock. He trains my hands for war and gives my fingers skill for battle. | 1Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; |
| 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. | 2he is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me. |
| 3O LORD, what are human beings that you should notice them, mere mortals that you should think about them? | 3O LORD, what is man that you regard him, or the son of man that you think of him? |
| 4For they are like a breath of air; their days are like a passing shadow. | 4Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow. |
| 5Open the heavens, LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains so they billow smoke. | 5Bow your heavens, O LORD, and come down! Touch the mountains so that they smoke! |
| 6Hurl your lightning bolts and scatter your enemies! Shoot your arrows and confuse them! | 6Flash forth the lightning and scatter them; send out your arrows and rout them! |
| 7Reach down from heaven and rescue me; rescue me from deep waters, from the power of my enemies. | 7Stretch out your hand from on high; rescue me and deliver me from the many waters, from the hand of foreigners, |
| 8Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie instead. | 8whose mouths speak lies and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
| 9I will sing a new song to you, O God! I will sing your praises with a ten-stringed harp. | 9I will sing a new song to you, O God; upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you, |
| 10For you grant victory to kings! You rescued your servant David from the fatal sword. | 10who gives victory to kings, who rescues David his servant from the cruel sword. |
| 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. | 11Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
| 12May our sons flourish in their youth like well-nurtured plants. May our daughters be like graceful pillars, carved to beautify a palace. | 12May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars cut for the structure of a palace; |
| 13May our barns be filled with crops of every kind. May the flocks in our fields multiply by the thousands, even tens of thousands, | 13may our granaries be full, providing all kinds of produce; may our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields; |
| 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. | 14may our cattle be heavy with young, suffering no mishap or failure in bearing; may there be no cry of distress in our streets! |
| 15Yes, joyful are those who live like this! Joyful indeed are those whose God is the LORD. | 15Blessed are the people to whom such blessings fall! Blessed are the people whose God is the LORD! |
| Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved. | ESV Text Edition: 2016. The ESV® Bible (The Holy Bible, English Standard Version®) copyright © 2001 by Crossway Bibles, a publishing ministry of Good News Publishers. The ESV® text has been reproduced in cooperation with and by permission of Good News Publishers. Unauthorized reproduction of this publication is prohibited. All rights reserved. |
|
