The Lord my Rock

Water VeilBlessed be the Lord, my Rock,
Who trains my hands for war,
and my fingers for battle.

My lovingkindess and my fortress,
My stronghold and my deliverer,
My shield and He in Whom I take refuge,
Who subdues my people under me.

O Lord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?
Or the son of man, that You think of Him?

Man is like a mere breath;
His days are like a passing shadow.

Bow Your Heaven, O Lord, and come down;
Touch the mountains, that they may smoke.

Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
Send out Your arrows and confuse them.

Stretch for Your hand from on high;
Rescue me and deliver out of great waters,
out of the hands of aliens

Whose mouths speak deceit,
and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

I will sing a new song to You, O God;
Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,

Who gives salvation to kings,
Who delivers David His servant from the evil sword.

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

Let our sons in their youth e as grown-up plants,
and our daughers as corner pillars fashioned as for a palace;

Let our garners be full, furnishing every kind of produce,
and our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

Let our cattle bear
without mishap and without loss,
Let there be no outcry in our streets!

How blessed are the people who are so situated;
How blessed are the people whose God os the Lord!

~Psalm 144

 

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