A Song to the Lord Who Preserves and Prospers His PeopleA Psalm of David.
1Blessed be the Lord my Rock,
⚓Who trains my hands for war,
And my fingers for battle—
2My lovingkindness and my fortress,
My high tower and my deliverer,
My shield and the One in whom I take refuge,
Who subdues my people under me.
3⚓Lord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?
Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?
4⚓Man is like a breath;
⚓His days are like a passing shadow.
5⚓Bow down Your heavens, O Lord, and come down;
⚓Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6⚓Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.
7Stretch out Your hand from above;
Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,
From the hand of foreigners,
8Whose mouth ⚓speaks lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9I will ⚓sing a new song to You, O God;
On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
10The One who gives salvation to kings,
⚓Who delivers David His servant
From the deadly sword.
11Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners,
Whose mouth speaks lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—
12That our sons may be⚓as plants grown up in their youth;
That our daughters may be as pillars,
Sculptured in palace style;
13That our barns may be full,
Supplying all kinds of produce;
That our sheep may bring forth thousands
And ten thousands in our fields;
14That our oxen may be well laden;
That there be no breaking in or going out;
That there be no outcry in our streets.
15⚓Happy are the people who are in such a state;
Happy are the people whose God is the Lord!