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PS 144:1 <
> Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:
PS 144:2 my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues my people under me.
PS 144:3 Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
PS 144:4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
PS 144:5 Part your heavens, Yahweh, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
PS 144:6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.
PS 144:7 Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;
PS 144:8 whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
PS 144:9 I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
PS 144:10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.
PS 144:11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
PS 144:12 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
PS 144:13 Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
PS 144:14 Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.
PS 144:15 Happy are the people who are in such a situation. Happy are the people whose God is Yahweh. {}