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  • My Rock and My Fortress

    Of David.

    Blessed be the Lord, my rock,
    who trains my hands for war,
    and my fingers for battle;
  • Psalm 144
    Of David.

    Praise be to the Lord my Rock,
    who trains my hands for war,
    my fingers for battle.
  • he is my steadfast love and my fortress,
    my stronghold and my deliverer,
    my shield and he in whom I take refuge,
    who subdues peoplesa under me.
  • He is my loving God and my fortress,
    my stronghold and my deliverer,
    my shield, in whom I take refuge,
    who subdues peoplesa under me.
  • O Lord, what is man that you regard him,
    or the son of man that you think of him?
  • Lord, what are human beings that you care for them,
    mere mortals that you think of them?
  • Man is like a breath;
    his days are like a passing shadow.
  • They are like a breath;
    their days are like a fleeting shadow.
  • Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down!
    Touch the mountains so that they smoke!
  • Part your heavens, Lord, and come down;
    touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
  • Flash forth the lightning and scatter them;
    send out your arrows and rout them!
  • Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy;
    shoot your arrows and rout them.
  • Stretch out your hand from on high;
    rescue me and deliver me from the many waters,
    from the hand of foreigners,
  • Reach down your hand from on high;
    deliver me and rescue me
    from the mighty waters,
    from the hands of foreigners
  • whose mouths speak lies
    and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
  • whose mouths are full of lies,
    whose right hands are deceitful.
  • I will sing a new song to you, O God;
    upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you,
  • I will sing a new song to you, my God;
    on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
  • who gives victory to kings,
    who rescues David his servant from the cruel sword.
  • to the One who gives victory to kings,
    who delivers his servant David.
    From the deadly sword
  • Rescue me and deliver me
    from the hand of foreigners,
    whose mouths speak lies
    and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
  • deliver me;
    rescue me from the hands of foreigners
    whose mouths are full of lies,
    whose right hands are deceitful.
  • May our sons in their youth
    be like plants full grown,
    our daughters like corner pillars
    cut for the structure of a palace;
  • Then our sons in their youth
    will be like well-nurtured plants,
    and our daughters will be like pillars
    carved to adorn a palace.
  • may our granaries be full,
    providing all kinds of produce;
    may our sheep bring forth thousands
    and ten thousands in our fields;
  • Our barns will be filled
    with every kind of provision.
    Our sheep will increase by thousands,
    by tens of thousands in our fields;
  • may our cattle be heavy with young,
    suffering no mishap or failure in bearing;b
    may there be no cry of distress in our streets!
  • our oxen will draw heavy loads.b
    There will be no breaching of walls,
    no going into captivity,
    no cry of distress in our streets.
  • Blessed are the people to whom such blessings fall!
    Blessed are the people whose God is the Lord!
  • Blessed is the people of whom this is true;
    blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.

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