Chapter 144

  A Psalm. Of David.
Praise be to the God of my strength, teaching my hands the use of the sword, and my fingers the art of fighting:  

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  He is my strength, and my Rock; my high tower, and my saviour; my keeper and my hope: he gives me authority over my people.  

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  Lord, what is man, that you keep him in mind? or the son of man that you take him into account?  

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  Man is like a breath: his life is like a shade which is quickly gone.  

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  Come down, O Lord, from your heavens: at your touch let the mountains give out smoke.  

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  With your storm-flames send them in flight: send out your arrows for their destruction.  

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  Put out your hand from on high; make me free, take me safely out of the great waters, and out of the hands of strange men;  

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  In whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.  

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  I will make a new song to you, O God; I will make melody to you on an instrument of ten cords.  

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  It is God who gives salvation to kings; and who kept his servant David from the wounding sword.  

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  Make me free, and take me out of the hands of strange men, in whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit.  

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  Our sons are like tall young plants; and our daughters like the shining stones of a king's house;  

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  Our store-houses are full of all good things; and our sheep give birth to thousands and ten thousands in our fields.  

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  Our oxen are well weighted down; our cows give birth safely; there is no going out, and there is no cry of sorrow in our open places.  

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  Happy is the nation whose ways are so ordered: yes, happy is the nation whose God is the Lord.  

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