[1] Blessed be the Lord my Rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle—
[2] My lovingkindness and my fortress, My high tower and my deliverer, My shield and the One in whom I take refuge, Who subdues my people under me.
[3] Lord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?
[4] Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow.
[5] Bow down Your heavens, O Lord, and come down; Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
[6] Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.
[7] Stretch out Your hand from above; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, From the hand of foreigners,
[8] Whose mouth speaks lying words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
[9] I will sing a new song to You, O God; On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
[10] The One who gives salvation to kings, Who delivers David His servant From the deadly sword.
[11] Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, Whose mouth speaks lying words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—
[12] That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; That our daughters may be as pillars, Sculptured in palace style;
[13] That our barns may be full, Supplying all kinds of produce; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our fields;
[14] That our oxen may be well laden; That there be no breaking in or going out; That there be no outcry in our streets.
[15] Happy are the people who are in such a state; Happy are the people whose God is the Lord!