41 lines
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41 lines
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# Chapter 144
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1 Blessed be the Lord my Rock,
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Who trains my hands for war,
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And my fingers for battle—
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2 My lovingkindness and my fortress,
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My high tower and my deliverer,
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My shield and the One in whom I take refuge,
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Who subdues my people under me.
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3 Lord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?
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Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?
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4 Man is like a breath;
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His days are like a passing shadow.
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5 Bow down Your heavens, O Lord, and come down;
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Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
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6 Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
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Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.
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7 Stretch out Your hand from above;
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Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,
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From the hand of foreigners,
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8 Whose mouth speaks lying words,
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And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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9 I will sing a new song to You, O God;
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On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
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10 The One who gives salvation to kings,
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Who delivers David His servant
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From the deadly sword.
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11 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners,
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Whose mouth speaks lying words,
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And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—
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12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth;
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That our daughters may be as pillars,
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Sculptured in palace style;
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13 That our barns may be full,
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Supplying all kinds of produce;
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That our sheep may bring forth thousands
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And ten thousands in our fields;
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14 That our oxen may be well laden;
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That there be no breaking in or going out;
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That there be no outcry in our streets.
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15 Happy are the people who are in such a state;
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Happy are the people whose God is the Lord! |