Psalm 144

1BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, || Who is teaching My hands for war, || My fingers for battle. 2My kind one, and my bulwark, || My tower, and my deliverer, || My shield, and in whom I have trusted, || Who is subduing my people under me! 3YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem him? 4Man has been like a breath, || His days [are] as a shadow passing by. 5YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down, || Strike against mountains, and they smoke. 6Send forth lightning, and scatter them, || Send forth Your arrows, and trouble them, 7Send forth Your hand from on high, || Free me, and deliver me from many waters, || From the hand of sons of a stranger, 8Because their mouth has spoken vanity, || And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood. 9O God, I sing to You a new song, || I sing praise to You on a stringed instrument of ten strings. 10Who is giving deliverance to kings, || Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil. 11Free me, and deliver me || From the hand of sons of a stranger, || Because their mouth has spoken vanity, || And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood, 12Because our sons [are] as plants, || Becoming great in their youth, || Our daughters as hewn stones, || Polished—the likeness of a palace, 13Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, || Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, || Ten thousands in our out-places, 14Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, || And there is no outgoing, || And there is no crying in our broad places.