Psalms 144

¹Blessed be the Lord my strength,

²My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer;

³Lord, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him?

⁴Man is like to vanity:

⁵Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down:

⁶Cast forth lightning, and scatter them:

⁷Send thine hand from above;

⁸Whose mouth speaketh vanity,

⁹I will sing a new song unto thee, O God:

¹⁰It is he that giveth salvation unto kings:

¹¹Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children,

¹²That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth;

¹³That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store:

¹⁴That our oxen may be strong to labour;

¹⁵Happy is that people, that is in such a case: