By David. Blessed is Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
Jehovah is my rock, and my bulwark, And my deliverer, My God is my rock, I trust in Him: My shield, and a horn of my salvation, My high tower.
For who is God besides Jehovah? And who is a rock save our God?
for the weapons of our warfare are not fleshly, but powerful to God for bringing down of strongholds,
As to the rest, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might;
How doth one pursue a thousand, And two cause a myriad to flee! If not -- that their rock hath sold them, And Jehovah hath shut them up?
For, not by their sword Possessed they the land, And their arm gave not salvation to them, But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, And the light of Thy countenance, Because Thou hadst accepted them.
Be to me for a rock -- a habitation, To go in continually, Thou hast given command to save me, For my rock and my bulwark art Thou.
Come, we sing to Jehovah, We shout to the rock of our salvation.
Trust ye in Jehovah for ever, For in Jah Jehovah is a rock of ages,
Only in Jehovah, said hath one, Have I righteousness and strength, Unto Him he cometh in, And ashamed are all those displeased with Him.