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1 Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
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Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, [And] my fingers to fight:
2 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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My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.
3 LORD, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them?
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Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4 They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow.
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Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5 Part your heavens, LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
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Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them.
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Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
7 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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Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;
8 whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
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Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
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I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10 to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David. From the deadly sword
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Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 deliver me; rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
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Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12 Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
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When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
13 Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;
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[When] our garners are full, affording all manner of store, [And] our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
14 our oxen will draw heavy loads.There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.
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[When] our oxen are well laden; [When there is] no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets:
15 Blessed is the people of whom this is true; blessed is the people whose God is the LORD.
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Happy is the people that is in such a case; [Yea], happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.
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