1Blessed be the LORD, 1my rock, Who 2trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle;
My lovingkindness and 3my fortress, My 4stronghold and my deliverer, My 5shield and He in whom I takerefuge, Who 6subduesamy peopleunder me.
O LORD, 7what is man, that You takeknowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You think of him?
48Man is like a merebreath; His 9days are like a passingshadow.
510Bow Your heavens, O LORD, and 11comedown; 12Touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
6Flashforth13lightning and scatter them; Send out Your 14arrows and confuse them.