Psalms 144

MLV(i) 1 Praise Jehovah, my rock, who teaches my hands to war and my fingers to fight, 2 my loving kindness and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues my people under me.
3 Jehovah, what is man, that you take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that you make account of him? 4 Man is like vanity. His days are as a shadow that passes away.
5 Bow your heavens, O Jehovah and come down. Touch the mountains and they will smoke. 6 Cast forth lightning and scatter them. Send out your arrows and confuse them.
7 Stretch forth your hand from above. Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of aliens, 8 whose mouth speaks deceit and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 I will sing a new song to you, O God. I will sing praises to you upon a psaltery of ten strings.
10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Rescue me and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaks deceit and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. 12 That our sons will be as plants grown up in their youth and our daughters as cornerstones hewn according to the fashion of a palace, 13 our garners are full, affording all manner of store, our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields, 14 our oxen are well laden, no breaking in and no going forth and no outcry in our streets, 15 the people who are in such a case are fortunate.
The people whose God is Jehovah are fortunate.