A Psalm of Dawid.

1 Blessed be יהוה my strength, who 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 יהוה, what is man, that You takest knowledge of him! Or the son of man, that You makest account of him!

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

5 Bow Your heavens, O יהוה, and come down; touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; shoot out your arrows, and destroy them.

7 Send Your 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 You, O God (Elohim); upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto You.

10 It is He who giveth salvation unto kings; who delivereth Dawid His servant from the hurtful sword.

11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood;

12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth, that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace;

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;

14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case; yea, happy is that people, whose God (Elohim) is יהוה.