May the Lord my rock be praised, who trains my hands for battle and my fingers for warfare.
He is my faithful love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer. He is my shield, and I take refuge in Him;a He subdues my peopleb under me.
Lord, what is man, that You care for him, the son of man, that You think of him?c4
Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
Lord, part Your heavens and come down.d Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.e6
Flash [Your] lightning and scatter the foe;f shoot Your arrows and rout them.