Psalms Chapter 144
A Psalm of David
1 Bless Yahveh, my Rock,
who trains my hands for war,
my fingers for battle.
2 He’s my enduring love and fortress,
my stronghold and deliverer,
my shield and refuge,
who subdues nations.
3 Yahveh, what are we that you give us any thought
or care about us?
4 We’re like a breath;
our lifetime is like a passing shadow.
Ps 144:1-4
5 Lower the sky, Yahveh, and come down;
touch the mountains and make them smoke.
6 Throw your lightning bolts and scatter my enemies;
shoot your arrows and rout them.
7 Reach down from on high
and rescue me from deep water,
from aliens 8 that lie,
whose right hand deceives.
9 I’ll sing you a new song, God;
I’ll sing praise to you on a ten-string harp.
10 You deliver kings
and rescued David from the cruel sword.
11 Deliver me from aliens that lie,
whose right hand deceives.
Ps 144:5-11
12 Make our sons in their youth like grown-up plants
and our daughters like corner pillars in a palace.
13 Fill our granaries with every kind of crop;
have our flocks bear thousands—tens of thousands—in our pastures.
14 Have our cattle deliver without miscarriage or failure to bear;
make it so there’s no danger in our streets.
15 How happy people are that have such blessings;
how blessed they are that have Yahveh as their God!
Ps 144:12-15