Psalms 143

The Book of Psalms

144

  A Psalm of David.

1

Blessed be YAHUVEH my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight:

2

My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.

3

YAHUVEH, 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 YAHUVEH, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

6

Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.

7

Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;

8

Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9

I will sing a new song unto thee, O YAHUVEH: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

10

Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

11

Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

12

When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;

13

When our garners are full, affording all manner of store, And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

14

When our oxen are well laden; When there is no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets:

15

Happy is the people that is in such a case; Yea, happy is the people whose YAHUVEH is YAHUVEH.

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