Of David.
1 Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
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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.
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LORD, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them?
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They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow.
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Part your heavens, LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
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Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them.
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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
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whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.