Psalms 144

ISV^{(i) 1} Davidic
A Song for God’s Provision Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for battle and my fingers for warfare, ² he is my gracious love and my fortress, my strong tower and my deliverer, my shield and the one in whom I find refuge, who subdues peoples under me. ³ LORD, what are human beings, that you should care about them, or mortal man, that you should think about him? ⁴ The human person is a mere empty breath; his days are like a fading shadow. ⁵ Bow your heavens, LORD, and descend; touch the mountains, and they will smolder. ⁶ Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy, shoot your arrows and confuse them. ⁷ Reach down your hand from your high place; rescue me and deliver me from mighty waters, from the control of foreigners. ⁸ Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand deceives, ⁹ God, I will sing a new song to you. On a harp of ten strings I will play to you— ¹⁰ to you who gives victory to kings, rescuing his servant David from cruel swords. ¹¹ Rescue me and deliver me from the control of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hand deceives. ¹² May our sons in their youth be like full-grown plants, and our daughters like pillars destined to decorate a palace. ¹³ May our granaries be filled, storing produce in abundance; may our sheep bring forth thousands, even tens of thousands in our fields. ¹⁴ May our cattle grow heavy with young, with no damage or loss. May there be no cry of anguish in our streets! ¹⁵ Happy are the people to whom these things come; happy are the people whose God is the LORD.