Young's Literal Translation YLT
New International Version NIV
1 By David. Blessed [is] Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
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Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
2 My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
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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 Jehovah, what [is] man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
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LORD, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them?
4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
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They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow.
5 Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
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Part your heavens, LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
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Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them.
7 Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
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Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners
8 Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
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whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
9 O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee.
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I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
10 Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.
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to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David. From the deadly sword
11 Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
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deliver me; rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
12 Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished -- the likeness of a palace,
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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 garners [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
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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 are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
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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 O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God [is] Jehovah!
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Blessed is the people of whom this is true; blessed is the people whose God is the LORD.
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