| New American Standard Bible 1995 | International Standard Version |
| 1A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD, my rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle; | 1Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for battle and my fingers for warfare, |
| 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. | 2he is my gracious love and my fortress, my strong tower and my deliverer, my shield and the one in whom I find refuge, who subdues peoples under me. |
| 3O LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You think of him? | 3LORD, what are human beings, that you should care about them, or mortal man, that you should think about him? |
| 4Man is like a mere breath; His days are like a passing shadow. | 4The human person is a mere empty breath; his days are like a fading shadow. |
| 5Bow Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; Touch the mountains, that they may smoke. | 5Bow your heavens, LORD, and descend; touch the mountains, and they will smolder. |
| 6Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Send out Your arrows and confuse them. | 6Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy, shoot your arrows and confuse them. |
| 7Stretch forth Your hand from on high; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens | 7Reach down your hand from your high place; rescue me and deliver me from mighty waters, from the control of foreigners. |
| 8Whose mouths speak deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. | 8Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand deceives, |
| 9I will sing a new song to You, O God; Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You, | 9God, I will sing a new song to you. On a harp of ten strings I will play to you— |
| 10Who gives salvation to kings, Who rescues David His servant from the evil sword. | 10to you who gives victory to kings, rescuing his servant David from cruel swords. |
| 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. | 11Rescue me and deliver me from the control of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hand deceives. |
| 12Let our sons in their youth be as grown-up plants, And our daughters as corner pillars fashioned as for a palace; | 12May our sons in their youth be like full-grown plants, and our daughters like pillars destined to decorate a palace. |
| 13Let our garners be full, furnishing every kind of produce, And our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields; | 13May our granaries be filled, storing produce in abundance; may our sheep bring forth thousands, even tens of thousands in our fields. |
| 14Let our cattle bear Without mishap and without loss, Let there be no outcry in our streets! | 14May our cattle grow heavy with young, with no damage or loss. May there be no cry of anguish in our streets! |
| 15How blessed are the people who are so situated; How blessed are the people whose God is the LORD! | 15Happy are the people to whom these things come; happy are the people whose God is the LORD. |
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