Psalms - Chapter 144 - New International Version
- Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
- 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.
- LORD, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them?
- They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow.
- Part your heavens, LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
- Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them.
- Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners
- whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
- I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
- to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David. From the deadly sword
- deliver me; rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.
- Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
- Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;
- our oxen will draw heavy loads. "There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.
- Blessed is the people of whom this is true; blessed is the people whose God is the LORD.