Praise the Lord, my Rock, who trains me for war, who trains me for battle.
He protects me like a strong, walled city, and he loves me. He is my defender and my Savior, my shield and my protection. He helps me keep my people under control.
Lord, why are people important to you? Why do you even think about human beings?
People are like a breath; their lives are like passing shadows.
Lord, tear open the sky and come down. Touch the mountains so they will smoke.
Send the lightning and scatter my enemies. Shoot your arrows and force them away.