A Psalm of David.

¹ Blessed be the LORD my Rock,
Who trains my hands for war,
And my fingers for battle—
² My lovingkindness and my fortress,
My high tower and my deliverer,
My shield and the One in whom I take refuge,
Who subdues my people³ LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?
Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?
⁴ Man is like a breath;
His days are like a passing shadow.

⁵ Bow down Your heavens, O LORD, and come down;
Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
⁶ Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.
⁷ Stretch out Your hand from above;
Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,
From the hand of foreigners,
⁸ Whose mouth speaks lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ I will sing a new song to You, O God;
On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
¹⁰ The One who gives salvation to kings,
Who delivers David His servant
From the deadly sword.

¹¹ Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners,
Whose mouth speaks lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—
¹² That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth;
That our daughters may be as pillars,
Sculptured in palace style;
¹³ That our barns may be full,
Supplying all kinds of produce;
That our sheep may bring forth thousands
And ten thousands in our fields;
¹⁴ That our oxen may be well laden;
That there be no breaking in or going out;
That there be no outcry in our streets.
¹⁵ Happy are the people who are in such a state;
Happy are the people whose God is the LORD!