Psalm 144:1-Psalm 145:1 - A King's Prayer

¹ . To David. Blessed be Jehovah my rock, teaching my hands for the encounter, my fingers for war; ² My mercy and my fortress, my height and delivering for me; my shield, and in him I put my trust; treading down peoples under me.

³ O Jehovah, what is man and thou wilt know him? the son of man, and thou wilt reckon him? ⁴ Man was likened to vanity: his days as a shadow passing away.

⁵ O Jehovah, incline thy heavens, and thou wilt come down: touch upon the mountains and they shall smoke. ⁶ Send forth the lightning, and thou wilt scatter them: send thine arrows, and thou wilt destroy them. ⁷ Send thy hands from height; snatch me away, and deliver me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of the stranger; ⁸ Whom their mouth spake vanity, and their right hand a right hand of falsehood.

⁹ O God, a new song will I sing to thee; with an instrument of ten strings, I will play on the harp to thee. ¹⁰ Giving salvation to kings: snatch in away David his servant from the evil sword. ¹¹ Snatch me away and deliver me from the hand of the sons of the stranger, whom their mouth spake vanity, and their right hand a right hand of falsehood:

¹² That our sons as plants growing great in their youth, our daughters as corners variegated, the likeness of a temple: ¹³ Our garners being filled, bringing forth from sort to sort; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our streets: ¹⁴ Our oxen bearing no breaking, and no coming forth, and no complaining in our broad places. ¹⁵ Happy the people thus and thus to him: happy the people Jehovah his God.

¹ Praise to David. I will exalt thee my God, the King, and I will praise thy name forever and ever.