| Chapter 144 |
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By David. Blessed is Yehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle. |
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My 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! |
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Yehovah, what is man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him? |
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Man to vanity hath been like, His days are as a shadow passing by. |
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Yehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke. |
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Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them, |
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Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger, |
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Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
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O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee. |
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Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil. |
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Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood, |
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Because our sons are as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished -- the likeness of a palace, |
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Our garners are full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places, |
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Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places. |
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O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God is Yehovah! |