ECB(i) 1 By David. Blessed - Yah Veh my rock who teaches my hands to war and my fingers to war: 2 my mercy and my stronghold; my secure loft, who slips me away; my buckler, in whom I seek refuge; who subdues my people under me. 3 O Yah Veh, what is humanity, that you know him? - the son of man, that you fabricate him? 4 Humanity is likened to vanity; his days are as a passing shadow. 5 Spread your heavens, O Yah Veh, and descend; touch the mountains, and they smoke; 6 lightning the lightning and scatter them; send your arrows and agitate them; 7 send your hand from the heights; tear me loose and rescue me from great waters - from the hand of strange sons 8 whose mouth words vanity whose right is a right of falsehood. 9 O Elohim, I sing you a new song; on a bagpipe and a decachord, I psalm to you 10 - who gives salvation to sovereigns; who release David his servant from the evil sword. 11 Tear me loose and rescue me from the hand of strange sons - whose mouth words vanity whose right is a right of falsehood. 12 Because our sons as plants become grown in their youth; and our daughters as prominent corner pillars carved in the pattern of a manse; 13 our granaries fill up - producing species by species; our flocks bring forth a thousandfold and abound by the myriads in our outways; 14 our chiliarchs bear - neither breaching nor going out; nor cry out in our broadways. 15 Blithe - that people, who is thus; yes, blithe - that people, whose Elohim is Yah Veh.