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LSV PSA Chapter 144

144 BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock,
Who is teaching My hands for war,
My fingers for battle. 2 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! 3 YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem him? 4 Man has been like a breath,
His days [are] as a shadow passing by. 5 YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down,
Strike against mountains, and they smoke. 6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them,
Send forth Your arrows, and trouble them, 7 Send forth Your hand from on high,
Free me, and deliver me from many waters,
From the hand of sons of a stranger, 8 Because their mouth has spoken vanity,
And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood. 9 O God, I sing to You a new song,
I sing praise to You on a stringed instrument of ten strings. 10 Who is giving deliverance to kings,
Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil. 11 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, 12 Because our sons [are] as plants,
Becoming great in their youth,
Our daughters as hewn stones,
Polished—the likeness of a palace, 13 Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind,
Our flocks are bringing forth thousands,
Ten thousands in our out-places, 14 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach,
And there is no outgoing,
And there is no crying in our broad places. 15 O the blessedness of the people that is thus,
O the blessedness of the people whose God [is] YHWH!