Psalms 144:1-13 ▼

1 [By David.] Thank the LORD, my rock, who trained my hands to fight and my fingers to do battle,

2 my merciful one, my fortress, my stronghold, and my savior, my shield, the one in whom I take refuge, and the one who brings people under my authority.

3 O LORD, what are humans that you should care about them? What are mere mortals that you should think about them?

4 Humans are like a breath of air. Their life span is like a fleeting shadow.

5 O LORD, bend your heaven low, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.

6 Hurl bolts of lightning, and scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and throw them into confusion.

7 Stretch out your hands from above. Snatch me, and rescue me from raging waters and from foreigners' hands.

8 Their mouths speak lies. Their right hands take false pledges.

9 O God, I will sing a new song to you. I will sing a psalm to you on a ten-stringed harp.

10 You are the one who gives victory to kings. You are the one who snatches your servant David away from a deadly sword.

11 Snatch me, and rescue me from foreigners' hands. Their mouths speak lies. Their right hands take false pledges.

12 May our sons be like full-grown, young plants. May our daughters be like stately columns that adorn the corners of a palace.

13 May our barns be filled with all kinds of crops. May our sheep give birth to thousands of lambs, tens of thousands in our fields.