Psalms 144 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, || Who is teaching My hands for war, || My fingers for battle. 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 My kind one, and my bulwark, || My tower, and my deliverer, || My shield, and in whom I have trusted, || Who is subduing my people 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 YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem 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 Man has been like a breath, || His days [are] as a shadow passing by. 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 YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down, || Strike against mountains, and they smoke. 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 them, || Send forth Your arrows, and trouble 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 Send forth Your hand from on high, || Free me, and deliver me from many waters, || From the hand of sons of a stranger, 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 Because their mouth has spoken vanity, || And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood. 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 O God, I sing to You a new song, || I sing praise to You on a stringed instrument of ten strings. 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 Who is giving deliverance to kings, || Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil. 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 Free me, and deliver me || From the hand of sons of a stranger, || Because their mouth has spoken vanity, || And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood, 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 Because our sons [are] as plants, || Becoming great in their youth, || Our daughters as hewn stones, || Polished—the likeness of 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 Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, || Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, || Ten thousands in our out-places, 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 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, || And there is no outgoing, || And there is no crying in our broad places. 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 O the blessedness of the people that is thus, || O the blessedness of the people whose God [is] YHWH! 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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