1Blessed be the LORD my strength, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.
2He is my goodness and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield, and the one I trust in. He brings my people under me.
3LORD, what is man, that you take notice of him? What is the son of man, that you think of him?
4Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
5Bow your heavens, O LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6Send out lightning, and scatter them. Shoot out your arrows, and destroy them.
7Send your hand from above. Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strangers' children.
8Their mouth speaks emptiness, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9I will sing a new song to you, O God. On a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to you.
10It is he who gives salvation to kings, who delivers David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of strangers' children. Their mouth speaks emptiness, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12Then our sons will be like plants grown tall in their youth, and our daughters like corner stones, carved as for a palace.
13Our storehouses will be full, supplying every kind of store. Our sheep will bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets.
14Our oxen will be strong to labour. There will be no breaking in, and no going out, and no crying of trouble in our streets.
15Happy are the people in such a state. Yes, happy are the people whose God is the LORD.