Psalms 144
King James Version with ApocryphaTranslation
King James Version with Apocrypha
JPS Tanakh (Jewish Publication Society, 1917)
1Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
1A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, who traineth my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;
2My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
2My 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.
3LORD , what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
3LORD, what is man, that Thou takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that Thou makest account of him?
4Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
4Man is like unto a breath; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5Bow thy heavens, O LORD , and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
5O LORD, bow Thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out Thine arrows, and discomfit them.
7Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
7Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, out of the hand of strangers;
8Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
8Whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
9I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
9O God, I will sing a new song unto Thee, upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto Thee;
10It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
10Who givest salvation unto kings, who rescuest David Thy servant from the hurtful sword.
11Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
11Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
12That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:
12We whose sons are as plants grown up in their youth; whose daughters are as corner-pillars carved after the fashion of a palace;
13That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
13Whose garners are full, affording all manner of store; whose sheep increase by thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
14That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
14Whose oxen are well laden; with no breach, and no going forth, and no outcry in our broad places;
15Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea , happy is that people, whose God is the LORD .
15Happy is the people that is in such a case. Yea, happy is the people whose God is the LORD.
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