^144:1 Praise Jehovah, my rock, who teaches my hands to war and my fingers to fight, ^144:2 my loving kindness and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues my people under me.

    ^144:3 Jehovah, what is man, that you take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that you make account of him? ^144:4 Man is like vanity. His days are as a shadow that passes away.

    ^144:5 Bow your heavens, O Jehovah and come down. Touch the mountains and they will smoke. ^144:6Cast forth lightning and scatter them. Send out your arrows and confuse them.

    ^144:7 Stretch forth your hand from above. Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of aliens, ^144:8 whose mouth speaks deceit and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

    ^144:9 I will sing a new song to you, O God. I will sing praises to you upon a psaltery of ten strings.

    ^144:10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David his servant from the hurtful sword.

    ^144:11 Rescue me and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaks deceit and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. ^144:12 That our sons will be as plants grown up in their youth and our daughters as cornerstones hewn according to the fashion of a palace, ^144:13 our garners are full, affording all manner of store, our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields, ^144:14 our oxen are well laden, no breaking in and no going forth and no outcry in our streets, ^144:15 the people who are in such a case are fortunate.

    The people whose God is Jehovah are fortunate.