144:1 Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, Who teaches my hands to war, And my fingers to battle: 144:2 My lovingkindness, my fortress, My high tower, my deliverer, My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdues my people under me. 144:3 Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him? 144:4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away. 144:5 Part your heavens, Yahweh, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke. 144:6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them. 144:7 Stretch out your hand from above, Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hands of foreigners; 144:8 Whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. 144:9 I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you. 144:10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, Who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword. 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. 144:12 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, Our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace. 144:13 Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields. 144:14 Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, And no outcry in our streets. 144:15 Happy are the people who are in such a situation. Happy are the people whose God is Yahweh. Psalm 145 A praise psalm by David. GOTO NEXT CHAPTER - web.htm">WEB INDEX & SEARCH
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