Give praise to the Lord. He is my rock. He trains my hands for war. He trains my fingers for battle.
He is my loving God. He is like a fort to me. He is my place of safety and the One who saves me. He is like a shield that keeps me safe. I go to him for safety. He brings nations under my control.
Lord, what is a human being that you take care of him? What is a son of man that you think about him?
His life doesn't last any longer than a breath. His days are like a shadow that quickly disappears.
Lord, open up your heavens and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will pour out smoke.
Send flashes of lightning and scatter my enemies. Shoot your arrows and chase them away.
My enemies are like a mighty flood. Reach down from heaven and save me. Save me from strangers who attack me.
They tell all kinds of lies with their mouths. Even when they make a promise by raising their right hands, they don't mean it.
God, I will sing a new song to you. I will make music to you on a harp that has ten strings.
You are the One who helps kings win battles. You save your servant David from dying by the sword.
Save me. Set me free from strangers who attack me. They tell all kinds of lies with their mouths. Even when they make a promise by raising their right hands, they don't mean it.
While our sons are young, they will be like healthy plants. Our daughters will be like pillars that have been made to decorate a palace.
Our storerooms will be filled with every kind of food. The sheep in our fields will increase by thousands. They will increase by tens of thousands.
Our oxen will pull heavy loads. None of our city walls will be broken down. No one will be carried off as a prisoner. No cries of pain will be heard in our streets.
Blessed are the people about whom all of those things are true. Blessed are the people whose God is the Lord.