Psalms

The fifth book of Psalms, song 144, New English Translation and King James Version

Psalm 144

New English Translation

   By David.
   1 The LORD, my protector, deserves praise - the one who trains my hands for battle, and my fingers for war,
   2 who loves me and is my stronghold, my refuge and my deliverer, my shield and the one in whom I take shelter, who makes nations submit to me.
   3 O LORD, of what importance is the human race, that you should notice them? Of what importance is mankind, that you should be concerned about them?
   4 People are like a vapor, their days like a shadow that disappears.
   5 O LORD, make the sky sink and come down! Touch the mountains and make them smolder!
   6 Hurl lightning bolts and scatter them! Shoot your arrows and rout them!
   7 Reach down from above! Grab me and rescue me from the surging water, from the power of foreigners,
   8 who speak lies, and make false promises.
   9 O God, I will sing a new song to you! Accompanied by a ten-stringed instrument, I will sing praises to you,
   10 the one who delivers kings, and rescued David his servant from a deadly sword.
   11 Grab me and rescue me from the power of foreigners, who speak lies, and make false promises.
   12 Then our sons will be like plants, that quickly grow to full size. Our daughters will be like corner pillars, carved like those in a palace.
   13 Our storehouses will be full, providing all kinds of food. Our sheep will multiply by the thousands and fill our pastures.
   14 Our cattle will be weighted down with produce. No one will break through our walls, no one will be taken captive, and there will be no terrified cries in our city squares.
   15 How blessed are the people who experience these things! How blessed are the people whose God is the LORD!

King James Version

   A Psalm of David.
   1 Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
   2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
   3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
   4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
   5 Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
   6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
   7 Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
   8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
   9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
   10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
   11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
   12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:
   13 That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
   14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
   15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.