Psalm 144 New International Version

A Prayer for Rescue and Prosperity

144 Praise be to the Lord my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle. 2  He is my loving God and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples[1] under me. 3  Lord, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them? 4  They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow. 5  Part your heavens, Lord, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke. 6  Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them. 7  Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners 8  whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.

9  I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you, 10  to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David. From the deadly sword 11  deliver me; rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful. 12  Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace. 13  Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields; 14  our oxen will draw heavy loads.[2]There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets. 15  Blessed is the people of whom this is true; blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.

Footnotes

[1] 144:2 Many manuscripts of the Masoretic Text, Dead Sea Scrolls, Aquila, Jerome and Syriac; most manuscripts of the Masoretic Text "subdues my people"

[2] 144:14 Or "our chieftains will be firmly established"

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