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Blessed
be the LORD my strength, who trains my hands for the battle
and my fingers for the war:
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My mercy and my fortress; my high tower and my deliverer; my shield and
he in whom I trust, who subdues my people under me.
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LORD, what
is man that thou knowest him?
or the son of man, that thou esteemeth him?
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Man is like unto vanity; his days
are as a shadow that passes away.
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Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
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Cast forth lightning and scatter them; shoot out thine arrows and destroy them.
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Send thine hand from above; redeem me and deliver me out of many waters, from the hand of the strange sons,
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whose mouth speaks vanity, and their right hand
is a right hand of falsehood.