Of David.* 144 Blessed be Jehovah my Rock,+Who is teaching my hands for fighting,+My fingers for warfare; 2 My loving-kindness and my stronghold,+My secure height and my Provider of escape for me,+My shield+ and the One in whom I have taken refuge,+The One subduing peoples* under me.+ 3 O Jehovah, what is man* that you should notice him,+The son of mortal man*+ that you should take account of him? 4 Man himself bears resemblance to a mere exhalation;+His days are like a passing shadow.+ 5 O Jehovah, bend down your heavens that you may descend;+Touch the mountains that they may smoke.+ 6 Lighten with lightning that you may scatter them;+Send out your arrows that you may throw them into confusion.+ 7 Thrust your hands out from the height;+Set me free and deliver me from the many waters,+From the hand of the foreigners,*+ 8 Whose mouth has spoken what is untrue+And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.+ 9 O God, a new song I will sing to you.+On an instrument of ten strings I will make melody to you,+ 10 The One giving salvation to kings,+The One setting David his servant free from the injurious sword.+ 11 Set me free and deliver me from the hand of the foreigners,+Whose mouth has spoken what is untrue+And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood,+ 12 Who [say]: “Our sons are like little plants grown up in their youth,+Our daughters like corners carved in palace style, 13 Our garners full, furnishing products of one sort after another,*+Our flocks multiplying by thousands, ten thousand to one, in our streets, 14 Our cattle loaded down, without any rupture and with no abortion,+And with no outcry in our public squares.+ 15 Happy is the people for whom it is just like [that]!”Happy is the people whose God is Jehovah!+
^ LXXVg add, “against Goliath.”
^ “Peoples,” TSy and many Heb. mss; MLXXVg, “my people.”
^ “Mortal man.” Heb., ʼenohshʹ.
^ Or, “earthling man.” Heb., ʼa·dhamʹ.
^ Lit., “sons of a foreign (country).”
^ Lit., “from sort to sort.”