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Psalm 144

New Revised Standard NRS

1 Blessed be the Lord, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;

2 my rock and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues the peoples under me.

3 O Lord, what are human beings that you regard them, or mortals that you think of them?

4 They are like a breath; their days are like a passing shadow.

5 Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down; touch the mountains so that they smoke.

6 Make the lightning flash and scatter them; send out your arrows and rout them.

7 Stretch out your hand from on high; set me free and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hand of aliens,

8 whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hands are false.

9 I will sing a new song to you, O God; upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you,

10 the one who gives victory to kings, who rescues his servant David.

11 Rescue me from the cruel sword, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hands are false.

12 May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars, cut for the building of a palace.

13 May our barns be filled, with produce of every kind; may our sheep increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields,

14 and may our cattle be heavy with young. May there be no breach in the walls, no exile, and no cry of distress in our streets.

15 Happy are the people to whom such blessings fall; happy are the people whose God is the Lord.

The Message Bible MSG

1 Blessed be God, my mountain, who trains me to fight fair and well.

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 I wonder why you care, God - why do you bother with us at all?

4 All we are is a puff of air; we're like shadows in a campfire.

5 Step down out of heaven, God; ignite volcanoes in the hearts of the mountains.

6 Hurl your lightnings in every direction; shoot your arrows this way and that.

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 Who lie through their teeth, who shake your hand then knife you in the back.

9 O God, let me sing a new song to you, let me play it on a twelve-string guitar -

10 A song to the God who saved the king, the God who rescued David, his servant.

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 Make our sons in their prime like sturdy oak trees, Our daughters as shapely and bright as fields of wildflowers.

13 Fill our barns with great harvest, fill our fields with huge flocks;

14 Protect us from invasion and exile - eliminate the crime in our streets.

15 How blessed the people who have all this! How blessed the people who have God for God!