| 1 | {[A Psalm] of David.} Blessed be Jehovah my rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight; |
| 2 | My mercy and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I trust, who subdueth my people under me! |
| 3 | Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him? |
| 4 | Man is like to vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away. |
| 5 | Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they smoke; |
| 6 | Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them: |
| 7 | Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens, |
| 8 | Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
| 9 | O God, I will sing a new song unto thee; with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee: |
| 10 | Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword. |
| 11 | Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
| 12 | That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; our daughters as corner-columns, sculptured after the fashion of a palace: |
| 13 | Our granaries full, affording all manner of store; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures; |
| 14 | Our kine laden [with young]; no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets. |
| 15 | Blessed the people that is in such a case! Blessed the people whose God is Jehovah! |
