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Chapter 144
Psal | Webster | 144:1 | [A Psalm] of David. Blessed [be] the LORD my strength, who teacheth my hands to war, [and] my fingers to fight; | |
Psal | Webster | 144:2 | 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. | |
Psal | Webster | 144:3 | LORD, what [is] man, that thou takest knowledge of him! [or] the son of man, that thou makest account of him! | |
Psal | Webster | 144:5 | Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. | |
Psal | Webster | 144:7 | Send thy hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children; | |
Psal | Webster | 144:8 | Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood. | |
Psal | Webster | 144:9 | I will sing a new song to thee, O God: upon a psaltery [and] an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises to thee. | |
Psal | Webster | 144:10 | [It is he] that giveth salvation to kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword. | |
Psal | Webster | 144:11 | 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: | |
Psal | Webster | 144:12 | 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: | |
Psal | Webster | 144:13 | [That] our granaries [may be] full, affording all manner of store; [that] our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets: | |
Psal | Webster | 144:14 | [That] our oxen [may be] strong to labor; that [there be] no breaking in, nor going out; that [there be] no complaining in our streets. | |