1Of David.
Blessed be the Lord , my rock,
who trains my hands for battle,
my fingers for war;
2My safeguard and my fortress,
my stronghold, my deliverer,
My shield, in whom I take refuge,
who subdues peoples under me.
3Lord , what is man that you take notice of him;[#Similar to Ps 8:4.]
the son of man, that you think of him?
4Man is but a breath,[#Composed of phrases from Ps 39:6; 102:12.]
his days are like a passing shadow.
5Lord , incline your heavens and come down;[#Adapted in large part from Ps 18:10, 15, 17; 104:32.]
touch the mountains and make them smoke.
6Flash forth lightning and scatter my foes;
shoot your arrows and rout them.
7Reach out your hand from on high;
deliver me from the many waters;
rescue me from the hands of foreign foes.
8Their mouths speak untruth;
their right hands are raised in lying oaths.
9O God, a new song I will sing to you;
on a ten-stringed lyre I will play for you.
10You give victory to kings;
you delivered David your servant.
From the menacing sword
11deliver me;
rescue me from the hands of foreign foes.
Their mouths speak untruth;
their right hands are raised in lying oaths.
12May our sons be like plants[#Ps 128:3.]
well nurtured from their youth,
Our daughters, like carved columns,
shapely as those of the temple.
13May our barns be full
with every kind of store.
May our sheep increase by thousands,
by tens of thousands in our fields;
may our oxen be well fattened.
14May there be no breach in the walls,
no exile, no outcry in our streets.
15Blessed the people so fortunate;
blessed the people whose God is the Lord .