Blessed be the LORD , my rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle;
My lovingkindness and my fortress, My stronghold and my deliverer, My shield and He in whom I take refuge, Who subdues my people under me.
O LORD , what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You think of him?
Man is like a mere breath; His days are like a passing shadow.
Bow Your heavens, O LORD , and come down; Touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Send out Your arrows and confuse them.
Stretch forth Your hand from on high; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens
Whose mouths speak deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
I will sing a new song to You, O God; Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
Who gives salvation to kings, Who rescues David His servant from the evil sword.
Rescue me and deliver me out of the hand of aliens , Whose mouth speaks deceit And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Let our sons in their youth be as grown-up plants, And our daughters as corner pillars fashioned as for a palace;
Let our garners be full, furnishing every kind of produce, And our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
Let our cattle bear Without mishap and without loss, Let there be no outcry in our streets!
How blessed are the people who are so situated; How blessed are the people whose God is the LORD !