1 Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war,
2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer;
3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son
4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth
5 Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows,
7 Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right
9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an
10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David
11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose
12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that
13 That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store:
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no
15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is