Blessed be the Lord, amy rock, Who btrains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle;
My lovingkindness and amy fortress, My bstronghold and my deliverer, My cshield and He in whom I take refuge, Who dsubdues my people under me.
O Lord, awhat is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You think of him?
aMan is like a mere breath; His bdays are like a passing shadow.
aBow Your heavens, O Lord, and bcome down; cTouch the mountains, that they may smoke.
Flash forth alightning and scatter them; Send out Your barrows and confuse them.
Stretch forth Your hand afrom on high; Rescue me and bdeliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of caliens
Whose mouths aspeak deceit, And whose bright hand is a right hand of falsehood.
I will sing a anew song to You, O God; Upon a bharp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
Who agives salvation to kings, Who brescues David His servant from the evil sword.
Rescue me and deliver me out of the hand of aaliens, Whose mouth bspeaks deceit And whose cright hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Let our sons in their youth be as agrown-up plants, And our daughters as bcorner pillars fashioned as for a palace;
Let our agarners be full, furnishing every kind of produce, And our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
Let our acattle bear Without bmishap and without closs, Let there be no doutcry in our streets!
How blessed are the people who are so situated; How ablessed are the people whose God is the Lord!