1 A Psalm of David, against Goliath. Blessed be our Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to battle, and my fingers to war.
1 Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war. My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me. Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple: Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth: 14 their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
2 My mercy, and my refuge: my defender, and my deliverer. My protector; and I have hoped in him, who subdueth my people under me.
2 My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer:
3 Lord what is man, that thou art made known to him? Or the son of man, that thou esteemest him?
3 Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4 Man is made like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.
4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
5 Lord incline thy heavens, and descend: touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
5 Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Lighten lightning, and thou shalt disperse them: shoot out thine arrows, and thou shalt destroy them.
6 Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.
7 Send forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of children strangers.
7 Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:
8 Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
8 Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 O God I will sing to thee a new song: in the psalter of ten strings, I will sing to thee.
9 To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.
10 Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed David thy servant from the malignant sword:
10 Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:
11 deliver me. And rescue me out of the hand of children strangers, whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand, is the right hand of iniquity.
11 Deliver me, and rescue me out of the hand of strange children; whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity:
12 Whose sons, are as new plants in their youth. Their daughters comely trimmed: decked about after the similitude of a temple.
12 Whose sons are as new plants in their youth:
13 Their store-houses full, flowing out of this into that. Their ewes full of young, abounding in their going forth:
13 Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that.
14 their oxen are fat. There is no ruin of wall, nor passage, nor cry in their streets.
14 their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
15 They have said, that it is a happy people, which hath these things: blessed is the people, whose God is our Lord.
15 They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord.