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Psalm 144

144 

Of David.

Blessed, be Yahweh, my rock,

the one teaching my hands for war,

my fingers for battle,

2 my covenant faithfulness and my fortress,

my stronghold and the one rescuing me,

my shield, and in whom I take refuge,

the one subduing my people under me.

3 Yahweh, what, is man, that you know him,

the son of man, that you consider him?

4 Man compares to vapor;

his days, are like a passing shadow.

5 Yahweh, bow your heavens and come down;

touch the mountains, that they may smoke.

6 Light lightning and scatter them;

send your arrows and rout them.

7 Send your hands from above;

break me free and deliver me from many waters,

from the hand of sons of a foreigner,

8 who, their mouth speaks worthlessness,

and their right hand, is a right hand of falsehood.

9 God, I will sing a new song to you;

with a lyre of ten, strings I will make music to you,

10 the one giving salvation to kings,

the one breaking free David his servant

from the evil sword.

11 Break me free and deliver me

from the hand of the sons of a foreigner,

who, their mouth speaks worthlessness,

and their right hand, is a right hand of falsehood,

12 that our sons, may be like plants

having been enlarged in their youth,

our daughters, like corner pillars

carved, in the pattern of a palace.

13 May our granaries, be full,

furnishing from kind to kind;

may our flocks be thousanding,

may they be myriading in our fields.

14 May our oxen, be burdened;

no breach and no going out

and no cry in our squares.

15 The happinesses of the people for whom, it is thus to it!

The happinesses of the people for whom Yahweh, is its God!