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