0 SAB Psalms 144

The wicked are estranged from the womb: they go astray as soon as they be born, speaking lies. 58:3

Trivia: What does the fool say in his heart?

Psalms

CHAPTER 144

God teaches my hands to war
144:1-15

A Psalm of David.

1Blessed be the LORD my strength which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.

3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!

4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

God teaches me how to fight wars. [1]

5Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

Come down and touch the mountains, God, and they will smoke.

6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.

Scatter some lightning, shoot your arrows, and kill them.

7Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;

8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

Send down your hand and deliver me from strange children.

13 That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

So we can have tens of thousands of sheep.

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.

And strong oxen, with no complaining in the streets.

15Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.

That will make us all happy.
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