A Psalm of David.

     1Blessed be the LORD, my rock,
            Who trains my hands for war,
            And my fingers for battle;

     2My lovingkindness and my fortress,
            My stronghold and my deliverer;
            My shield and He in whom I take refuge;
            Who subdues my people under me.

     3O LORD, what is man, that Thou dost take knowledge of him?
            Or the son of man, that Thou dost think of him?

     4Man is like a mere breath;
            His days are like a passing shadow.

     5Bow Thy heavens, O LORD, and come down;
            Touch the mountains, that they may smoke.

     6Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
            Send out Thine arrows and confuse them.

     7Stretch forth Thy hand from on high;
            Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,
            Out of the hand of aliens

     8Whose mouths speak deceit,
            And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

     9I will sing a new song to Thee, O God;
            Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to Thee,

     10Who dost give salvation to kings;
            Who dost rescue David His servant from the evil sword.

     11Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens,
            Whose mouth speaks deceit,
            And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

     12Let our sons in their youth be as grown-up plants,
            And our daughters as corner pillars fashioned as for a palace;

     13Let our garners be full, furnishing every kind of produce,
            And our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

     14Let our cattle bear,
            Without mishap and without loss,
            Let there be no outcry in our streets!

     15How blessed are the people who are so situated;
            How blessed are the people whose God is the LORD!