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Psalm 144

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1 <<By David.>> Blessed be the LORD, my rock, Who teaches my hands to war, And my fingers to battle:
1 Blessed be God, my mountain, who trains me to fight fair and well.
2 My lovingkindness, my fortress, My high tower, my deliverer, My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdues my people under 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 LORD, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
3 I wonder why you care, God - why do you bother with us at all?
4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
4 All we are is a puff of air; we're like shadows in a campfire.
5 Part your heavens, LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
5 Step down out of heaven, God; ignite volcanoes in the hearts of the mountains.
6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout 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 out of great waters, Out of the hands of foreigners;
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 Whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
9 O God, let me sing a new song to you, let me play it on a twelve-string guitar -
10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, Who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.
10 A song to the God who saved the king, the God who rescued David, his servant.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, Whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, Our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
12 Make our sons in their prime like sturdy oak trees, Our daughters as shapely and bright as fields of wildflowers.
13 Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
13 Fill our barns with great harvest, fill our fields with huge flocks;
14 Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, And no outcry in our streets.
14 Protect us from invasion and exile - eliminate the crime in our streets.
15 Happy are the people who are in such a situation. Happy are the people whose God is the LORD.
15 How blessed the people who have all this! How blessed the people who have God for God!
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Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.