Psalm 144:1-10

1 Thank the LORD, my rock, who trained my hands to fight and my fingers to do battle,
2 my merciful one, my fortress, my stronghold, and my savior, my shield, the one in whom I take refuge, and the one who brings people under my authority.
3 O LORD, what are humans that you should care about them? What are mere mortals that you should think about them?
4 Humans are like a breath of air. Their life span is like a fleeting shadow.
5 O LORD, bend your heaven low, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 Hurl bolts of lightning, and scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and throw them into confusion.
7 Stretch out your hands from above. Snatch me, and rescue me from raging waters and from foreigners' hands.
8 Their mouths speak lies. Their right hands take false pledges.
9 O God, I will sing a new song to you. I will sing a psalm to you on a ten-stringed harp.
10 You are the one who gives victory to kings. You are the one who snatches your servant David away from a deadly sword.
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