Psalms 144 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for battle and my fingers for warfare, Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; Of David. Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
2 he 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. he 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. He is my loving God and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.
3 LORD, what are human beings, that you should care about them, or mortal man, that you should think about him? O LORD, what is man that you regard him, or the son of man that you think of him? LORD, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them?
4 The human person is a mere empty breath; his days are like a fading shadow. Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow. They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow.
5 Bow your heavens, LORD, and descend; touch the mountains, and they will smolder. Bow your heavens, O LORD, and come down! Touch the mountains so that they smoke! Part your heavens, LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
6 Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy, shoot your arrows and confuse them. Flash forth the lightning and scatter them; send out your arrows and rout them! Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them.
7 Reach down your hand from your high place; rescue me and deliver me from mighty waters, from the control of foreigners. Stretch out your hand from on high; rescue me and deliver me from the many waters, from the hand of foreigners, Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners
8 Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand deceives, whose mouths speak lies and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
9 God, I will sing a new song to you. On a harp of ten strings I will play to you— I will sing a new song to you, O God; upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you, I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
10 to you who gives victory to kings, rescuing his servant David from cruel swords. who gives victory to kings, who rescues David his servant from the cruel sword. to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David. From the deadly sword
11 Rescue me and deliver me from the control of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hand deceives. Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. deliver me; rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
12 May our sons in their youth be like full-grown plants, and our daughters like pillars destined to decorate a palace. May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars cut for the structure of a palace; 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 May our granaries be filled, storing produce in abundance; may our sheep bring forth thousands, even tens of thousands in our fields. may our granaries be full, providing all kinds of produce; may our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields; Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;
14 May our cattle grow heavy with young, with no damage or loss. May there be no cry of anguish in our streets! may our cattle be heavy with young, suffering no mishap or failure in bearing; may there be no cry of distress in our streets! our oxen will draw heavy loads. There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.
15 Happy are the people to whom these things come; happy are the people whose God is the LORD. Blessed are the people to whom such blessings fall! Blessed are the people whose God is the LORD! Blessed is the people of whom this is true; blessed is the people whose God is the LORD.
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