Psalms 144

1 A psalm of David. Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who trains my hands for war and my fingers for battle.⋮

2 You are my covenant faithfulness and my fortress, my high tower and the one who rescues me, my shield and the one in whom I take refuge, the one who subdues nations under me.⋮

3 Yahweh, what is man that you take notice of him or the son of man that you think about him?⋮

4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.⋮

5 Cause the sky to sink and come down, Yahweh; touch the mountains and make them smoke.⋮

6 Send flashes of lightning and scatter my enemies; shoot your arrows and drive them back in confusion.⋮

7 Reach out your hand from above; rescue me out of many waters, from the hand of foreigners.⋮

8 Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.⋮

9 I will sing a new song to you, God; on a lute of ten strings I will sing praises to you,⋮

10 who give salvation to kings, who rescued David your servant from an evil sword.⋮

11 Rescue me and free me from the hand of foreigners. Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.⋮

12 May our sons be like plants who grow to full size in their youth and our daughters like carved corner pillars, shapely like those of a palace.⋮

13 May our storehouses be full with every kind of produce, and may our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.⋮

14 Then our oxen will have many young. No one will break through our walls; there will be no exile and no outcry in our streets.⋮

15 Blessed is the people with such blessings; happy is the people whose God is Yahweh.⋮