| Chapter 144 |
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Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, [And] my fingers to fight:
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My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.
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Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
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Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.
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Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
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Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
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Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;
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Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
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Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
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Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
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[When] our garners are full, affording all manner of store, [And] our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
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[When] our oxen are well laden; [When there is] no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets:
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Happy is the people that is in such a case; [Yea], happy is the people whose God is Jehovah. Psalm 145 [A] [Psalm] [of] praise; of David.
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