[1] Praise the Lord, who is my rock. He trains my hands for war and gives my fingers skill for battle.
[2] He is my loving ally and my fortress, my tower of safety, my rescuer. He is my shield, and I take refuge in him. He makes the nations submit to me.
[3] O Lord, what are human beings that you should notice them, mere mortals that you should think about them?
[4] For they are like a breath of air; their days are like a passing shadow.
[5] Open the heavens, Lord, and come down. Touch the mountains so they billow smoke.
[6] Hurl your lightning bolts and scatter your enemies! Shoot your arrows and confuse them!
[7] Reach down from heaven and rescue me; rescue me from deep waters, from the power of my enemies.
[8] Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie instead.
[9] I will sing a new song to you, O God! I will sing your praises with a ten-stringed harp.
[10] For you grant victory to kings! You rescued your servant David from the fatal sword.
[11] Save me! Rescue me from the power of my enemies. Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie instead.
[12] May our sons flourish in their youth like well-nurtured plants. May our daughters be like graceful pillars, carved to beautify a palace.
[13] May our barns be filled with crops of every kind. May the flocks in our fields multiply by the thousands, even tens of thousands,
[14] and may our oxen be loaded down with produce. May there be no enemy breaking through our walls, no going into captivity, no cries of alarm in our town squares.
[15] Yes, joyful are those who live like this! Joyful indeed are those whose God is the Lord.