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{[A Psalm] of David.}
Blessed be Jehovah my rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight;
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My mercy and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I trust, who subdueth my people under me!
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Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him?
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Man is like to vanity;
his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
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Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down;
touch the mountains, that they smoke;
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Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them;
send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them:
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Stretch out thy hands from above;
rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens,
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Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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O God, I will sing a new song unto thee;
with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee:
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Who givest salvation unto kings;
who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword.
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Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth;
our daughters as corner-columns, sculptured after the fashion of a palace:
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Our granaries full, affording all manner of store;
our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures;
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Our kine laden [with young];
no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets.
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Blessed the people that is in such a case!
Blessed the people whose God is Jehovah!