1A Psalm of David. Blessed [is] the LORD my Rock, who teaches My hands for war, my fingers for battle. 2[He is] my goodness and my fortress; my high tower and my deliverer; my shield and [He] in whom I trust; who humbles my people under me. 3O LORD, what [is] man that You take knowledge of him! Or the son of man, that You esteem him? 4Man [is] like vanity; his days [are] like a shadow that passes away. 5Bow down Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. 6Cast forth lightning and scatter them; shoot out Your arrows and destroy them. 7Send Your hand from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of a foreigner's sons; 8because their mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of lies. 9I will sing a new song to You, O God; on a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You. 10[It is] You who gives salvation to kings; who delivers David His servant from the hurtful sword. 11Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of foreigners' sons, because their mouth has spoken vanity, and their right [hand is] a right hand of falsehood; 12so that our sons [may be] like plants grown up in their youth; and our daughters [may be] like corner-stones, polished like a palace building; 13and our storehouses [may be] full, furnishing kind to kind; and our flocks may breed thousands and ten thousands outside; 14and our oxen [may be] loaded; [there is] no break in nor going out and no crying in our streets. 15Blessed [are] the peoples who are so; blessed [are] the peoples [to] whom Jehovah [is] his God.