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| 1 [[David's.]] Blessed be Yahweh, my Rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight: |
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| 2 My lovingkindness and my stronghold, my high tower and my deliverer–mine! My buckler, and he in whom I have sought refuge,–He that subdueth my people under me. |
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| 3 O Yahweh! what is the earthborn, And yet thou hast acknowledged him,–the son of a mortal, And yet thou hast taken account of him: |
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| 4 The earthborn, resembleth, a vapour, his days, are like a passing shadow. |
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| 5 O Yahweh! bow thy heavens and come down, Touch the mountains, that they smoke: |
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| 6 Flash forth lightning, that thou mayest scatter them, Send out thine arrows, that thou mayest confound them: |
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| 7 Put forth thy hands from on high:–Snatch me away and rescue me out of mighty waters, out of the hand of the sons of the alien, |
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| 8 Whose mouth, hath spoken deceit, and, whose right hand, is a right hand of falsehood. |
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| 9 O God! a new song, will I sing unto thee,–On a harp of ten strings, will I make music to thee: |
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| 10 Who giveth victory unto kings–Who snatcheth away David his servant, from the calamitous sword. |
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| 11 Snatch me away and rescue me out of he hand of the sons of the alien,–whose mouth hath spoken deceit, and, whose right hand, is a right hand of falsehood:– |
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| 12 That, our sons, may be like plants well grown while yet young,–Our daughters, like corner pillars,–carved, in the construction of a palace: |
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| 13 Our garners, full, pouring out from one kind to another; Our flocks, multiplying by thousands–by myriads, in our open fields: |
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| 14 Our oxen, well-laden; no breaking in and no departing,–and no loud lament in our places of concourse:– |
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| 15 How happy the people that is in such a case! How happy the people that hath Yahweh for its God! |
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