4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a deviating shadow.

5 Lord! Bow down Thy heavens and come down; touch the mountains, and they will smoke;

6 flash with lightning and scatter them; shoot Thy arrows and scatter them;

7 stretch forth thy hand from on high, deliver me, and save me from many waters, from the hand of the children of nations,

8 whose lips speak vain things, and whose right hand is the right hand of lies.

9 God! I will sing a new song to Thee, on a ten-stringed psalter I will sing to Thee,

10 Who givest salvation to kings, and delivereth David thy servant from the fierce sword.

11 Deliver me, and deliver me out of the hand of the children of nations, whose lips speak vain things, and whose right hand is the right hand of falsehood.

12 Let our sons be like overgrown plants in their youth; our daughters are like elaborately carved pillars in palaces.

13 Let our barns be full, abundant in all kinds of bread; let our sheep multiply by thousands and thousands in our pastures;

14 Let our oxen be fat; let there be no plunder, no loss, no crying in our streets.

E-15 Blessed is the people that have these things. Blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.

Psalm 144

Praise of David.

1 I will exalt thee, O my God, my King, and bless thy name for ever and ever.

2 All day long I will bless thee, and praise thy name for ever and ever.

3 Great is the Lord, and praiseworthy, and his majesty is unsearchable.

4 Generation to generation shall praise thy works, and declare thy might.

5 But I will meditate on the high glory of Thy majesty, and on Thy wondrous works.

6 They will speak of the power of Thy dreadful works, and I will proclaim Thy greatness.

7 They shall proclaim the remembrance of thy great goodness, and sing praises of thy righteousness.