Psalm 144:1-15 NIRV/NIV - Online Parallel Bible

 
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1 Give praise to the Lord. He is my rock. He trains my hands for war. He trains my fingers for battle. 1 Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
2 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. 2 He is my loving God and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.
3 Lord, what is a human being that you take care of him? What is a son of man that you think about him? 3 O LORD, what is man that you care for him, the son of man that you think of him?
4 His life doesn't last any longer than a breath. His days are like a shadow that quickly disappears. 4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.
5 Lord, open up your heavens and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will pour out smoke. 5 Part your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
6 Send flashes of lightning and scatter my enemies. Shoot your arrows and chase them away. 6 Send forth lightning and scatter [the enemies]; shoot your arrows and rout them.
7 My enemies are like a mighty flood. Reach down from heaven and save me. Save me from strangers who attack me. 7 Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners
8 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. 8 whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
9 God, I will sing a new song to you. I will make music to you on a harp that has ten strings. 9 I will sing a new song to you, O God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
10 You are the One who helps kings win battles. You save your servant David from dying by the sword. 10 to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David from the deadly sword.
11 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. 11 Deliver me and rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
12 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. 12 Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
13 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. 13 Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;
14 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. 14 our oxen will draw heavy loads. There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.
15 Blessed are the people about whom all of those things are true. Blessed are the people whose God is the Lord. 15 Blessed are the people of whom this is true; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.