| New International Version | New American Standard Bible 1995 |
| 1Of David. Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle. | 1A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD, my rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle; |
| 2He is my loving God and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me. | 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. |
| 3LORD, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them? | 3O LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You think of him? |
| 4They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow. | 4Man is like a mere breath; His days are like a passing shadow. |
| 5Part your heavens, LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke. | 5Bow Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; Touch the mountains, that they may smoke. |
| 6Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them. | 6Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Send out Your arrows and confuse them. |
| 7Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners | 7Stretch forth Your hand from on high; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens |
| 8whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful. | 8Whose mouths speak deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
| 9I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you, | 9I will sing a new song to You, O God; Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You, |
| 10to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David. From the deadly sword | 10Who gives salvation to kings, Who rescues David His servant from the evil sword. |
| 11deliver me; rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful. | 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. |
| 12Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace. | 12Let our sons in their youth be as grown-up plants, And our daughters as corner pillars fashioned as for a palace; |
| 13Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields; | 13Let our garners be full, furnishing every kind of produce, And our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields; |
| 14our oxen will draw heavy loads. There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets. | 14Let our cattle bear Without mishap and without loss, Let there be no outcry in our streets! |
| 15Blessed is the people of whom this is true; blessed is the people whose God is the LORD. | 15How blessed are the people who are so situated; How blessed are the people whose God is the LORD! |
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