Psalms 144

1 Blessed is the Lord my God, who teaches my hands for battle and my fingers for war.

2 He is my mercy and refuge, my helper and rescuer, my defender. I trusted in him, the one who subjects my people under me.

3 Lord, what is a human being, that you became known to him, or a human son, that you consider him?

4 A human being became like futility; his days pass like a shadow.

5 Lord, bend your heavens and descend; touch the mountains, and they will smoke.

6 Flash lightning, and you will scatter them; send out your arrows, and you will throw them into confusion.

7 Send your hand from on high; pull me out and rescue me from many waters, from the hand of foreign sons,

8 whose mouth spoke futility and whose right hand is a right hand of injustice.

9 God, I will sing a new song to you; I will make music to you on a ten-stringed harp,

10 to the one who gives rescue to kings and ransoms David his servant from a harmful sword.

11 Rescue me and pull me out from the hand of foreign sons, whose mouth spoke futility and whose right hand is a right hand of injustice.

12 Their sons are like newly planted shoots, strengthened in their youth; their daughters are beautified and richly adorned like the likeness of a temple.

13 Their storerooms are full, pouring out one kind of supply after another; their sheep bear many young and multiply at their exits.

14 Their oxen are fat. There is no breach in a fence, no passage, and no outcry in their public squares.

15 They called the people who have these things blessed, but blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.