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Psalms 144
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BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, || Who is teaching My hands for war, || My fingers for battle.
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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!
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YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem him?
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Man has been like a breath, || His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
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YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down, || Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
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Send forth lightning, and scatter them, || Send forth Your arrows, and trouble them,
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Send forth Your hand from on high, || Free me, and deliver me from many waters, || From the hand of sons of a stranger,
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Because their mouth has spoken vanity, || And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
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O God, I sing to You a new song, || I sing praise to You on a stringed instrument of ten strings.
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Who is giving deliverance to kings, || Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil.
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Free me, and deliver me || From the hand of sons of a stranger, || Because their mouth has spoken vanity, || And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
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Because our sons [are] as plants, || Becoming great in their youth, || Our daughters as hewn stones, || Polished—the likeness of a palace,
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Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, || Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, || Ten thousands in our out-places,
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Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, || And there is no outgoing, || And there is no crying in our broad places.
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O the blessedness of the people that is thus, || O the blessedness of the people whose God [is] YHWH!