144 Blessed be Jehovah my rock,
Who teacheth my hands to war,
And my fingers to fight:
² My lovingkindness, and my fortress,
My high tower, and my deliverer;
My shield, and he in whom I take refuge;
Who subdueth my people under me.
³ Jehovah, 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 ^[a]vanity:
His days are as a shadow that passeth away.
⁵ Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down:
Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
⁶ Cast forth lightning, and scatter them;
Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
⁷ Stretch forth thy hand from above;
Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters,
Out of the hand of aliens;
⁸ Whose mouth speaketh deceit,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
⁹ I will sing a new song unto thee, O God:
Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
¹⁰ Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings;
Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
¹¹ Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens,
Whose mouth speaketh deceit,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.