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Chapter 144
| Psal | Noyes | 144:1 | Blessed be the LORD, my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight! | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:2 | He who is my loving-kindness and my fortress; My high tower and my deliverer, My shield, and he in whom I trust; Who subdueth peoples under me. | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:3 | LORD, what is man, that thou art mindful of him, Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him? | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:5 | Bow thy heavens, O LORD! and come down; Touch the mountains, so that they shall smoke! | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:6 | Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; Shoot forth thine arrows, and destroy them! | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:7 | Send forth thine hand from above; Rescue and save me from deep waters; From the hands of aliens, | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:9 | I will sing to thee a new song, O God! Upon a ten-stringed psaltery will I sing praise to thee; | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:10 | To thee, who givest salvation to kings, Who deliverest David, thy servant, from the destructive sword! | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:11 | Rescue and deliver me from the hands of aliens, Whose mouth uttereth deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood! | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:12 | That our sons may be as plants, Grown up in their youth; Our daughters as corner-pillars, Hewn like those of a palace! | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:13 | That our garners may be full, Affording all kinds of store; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our streets. | |
| Psal | Noyes | 144:14 | That our cattle may be fruitful; That there be no breaking in, or going out; And no outcry in our streets. | |