1 B lessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight:

By David. Blessed Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.

2 M y 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.

My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!

3 J ehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?

Jehovah, what man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?

4 M an is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.

Man to vanity hath been like, His days as a shadow passing by.

5 B ow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.

6 C ast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.

Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,

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

Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,

8 W hose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand a right hand of falsehood.

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

O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee.

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

Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.

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

Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand a right hand of falsehood,

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

Because our sons as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished -- the likeness of a palace,

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

Our garners full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,

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

Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.

15 H appy is the people that is in such a case; Yea, happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.

O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God Jehovah!