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The Book of Psalms

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- Chapter 144 -

Blessed be the Lord, my rock

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BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, || Who is teaching My hands for war, || My fingers for battle.
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My kind one, and my bulwark, || My tower, and my deliverer, || My shield, and in whom I have trusted, || Who is subduing my people under me!
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YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem him?
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Man has been like a breath, || His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
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YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down, || Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
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Send forth lightning, and scatter them, || Send forth Your arrows, and trouble them,
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Send forth Your hand from on high, || Free me, and deliver me from many waters, || From the hand of sons of a stranger,
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Because their mouth has spoken vanity, || And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
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O God, I sing to You a new song, || I sing praise to You on a stringed instrument of ten strings.
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Who is giving deliverance to kings, || Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil.
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Free me, and deliver me || From the hand of sons of a stranger, || Because their mouth has spoken vanity, || And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
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Because our sons [are] as plants, || Becoming great in their youth, || Our daughters as hewn stones, || Polished—the likeness of a palace,
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Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, || Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, || Ten thousands in our out-places,
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Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, || And there is no outgoing, || And there is no crying in our broad places.
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O the blessedness of the people that is thus, || O the blessedness of the people whose God [is] YHWH!
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Blessed be the Lord, my rock

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Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands to war, and my fingers to battle—
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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.
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LORD, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
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Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
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Part your heavens, LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
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Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.
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Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners,
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whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
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You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.
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Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
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Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep produce thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
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Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.
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Happy are the people who are in such a situation. Happy are the people whose God is the LORD.
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