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Psalm 144

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1 Bless the LORD, my rock, who taught my hands how to fight, who taught my fingers how to do battle!
1 Blessed be God, my mountain, who trains me to fight fair and well.
2 God is my loyal one, my fortress, my place of safety, my rescuer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, and the one who subdues people before me.
2 He's the bedrock on which I stand, the castle in which I live, my rescuing knight, The high crag where I run for dear life, while he lays my enemies low.
3 What are human beings, LORD, that you know them at all? What are human beings that you even consider them?
3 I wonder why you care, God - why do you bother with us at all?
4 Humans are like a puff of air; their days go by like a shadow.
4 All we are is a puff of air; we're like shadows in a campfire.
5 LORD, part your skies and come down! Touch the mountains so they smoke!
5 Step down out of heaven, God; ignite volcanoes in the hearts of the mountains.
6 Flash lightning and scatter the enemy! Shoot your arrows and defeat them!
6 Hurl your lightnings in every direction; shoot your arrows this way and that.
7 Stretch out your hand from above! Rescue me and deliver me from deep water, from the power of strangers, whose mouths speak lies,
7 Reach all the way from sky to sea: pull me out of the ocean of hate, out of the grip of those barbarians
8 and whose strong hand is a strong hand of deception!
8 Who lie through their teeth, who shake your hand then knife you in the back.
9 I will sing a new song to you, God. I will sing praises to you on a ten-stringed harp,
9 O God, let me sing a new song to you, let me play it on a twelve-string guitar -
10 to you—the one who gives saving help to rulers, and who rescues his servant David from the evil sword.
10 A song to the God who saved the king, the God who rescued David, his servant.
11 Rescue me and deliver me from the power of strangers, whose mouths speak lies, and whose strong hand is a strong hand of deception,
11 Rescue me from the enemy sword, release me from the grip of those barbarians Who lie through their teeth, who shake your hand then knife you in the back.
12 so that our sons can grow up fully, in their youth, like plants; so that our daughters can be like pillars carved to decorate a palace;
12 Make our sons in their prime like sturdy oak trees, Our daughters as shapely and bright as fields of wildflowers.
13 so that our barns can be full, providing all kinds of food; so that our flocks can be in the thousands— even tens of thousands—in our fields;
13 Fill our barns with great harvest, fill our fields with huge flocks;
14 so that our cattle can be loaded with calves; so that there won't be any breach in the walls, no exile, no outcries in our streets!
14 Protect us from invasion and exile - eliminate the crime in our streets.
15 The people who have it like this are truly happy! The people whose God is the LORD are truly happy!
15 How blessed the people who have all this! How blessed the people who have God for God!
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