Psalms 144 | Strong's Bible

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CHAPTER 144

Of David.

Blessed

be the LORD,

my rock,

who trains

my hands

for war,

my fingers

for battle.

He is my loving devotion

and my fortress,

my stronghold

and my deliverer.

He is my shield,

in whom I take refuge,

who subdues

peoples

under me.

O LORD,

what

is man,

that You regard him,

the son of man

that

You think of him?

Man

is like

a breath;

his days

are like a passing

shadow.

Part

Your heavens,

O LORD,

and come down;

touch

the mountains,

that they may smoke.

Flash forth

Your lightning

and scatter them;

shoot

Your arrows

and rout them.

Reach down

from on high;

rescue me

and deliver me

from deep

waters,

from the grasp

of foreigners,

whose

mouths

speak

falsehood,

whose right hands

are deceitful.

I will sing

to You

a new

song,

O God;

on a harp

of ten strings

I will make music

to You,

to the One who gives

victory

to kings,

who frees

His servant

David

from the deadly

sword.

Set me free

and rescue me

from the grasp

of foreigners,

whose

mouths

speak

falsehood,

whose right hands

are deceitful.

Then

our sons

will be like plants

nurtured

in their youth,

our daughters

like corner pillars

carved

to adorn

a palace.

Our storehouses

will be full,

supplying

all manner of

produce;

our flocks

will bring forth thousands,

tens of thousands

in our fields.

Our oxen

will bear great loads.

There will be no

breach in the walls,

no

going into captivity,

and no

cry of lament

in our streets.

Blessed

are the people

of whom this is so;

blessed

are the people

whose God

is the LORD.

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