Praise the Lord, my protector! He trains me for battle and prepares me for war.
He is my protector and defender, my shelter and savior, in whom I trust for safety. He subdues the nations under me.
Lord, what are mortals, that you notice them; 1 mere mortals, that you pay attention to us?
We are like a puff of wind; our days are like a passing shadow.
O Lord, tear the sky open and come down; touch the mountains, and they will pour out smoke.
Send flashes of lightning and scatter your enemies; shoot your arrows and send them running.