Chapter 143

The royal Prophet thanketh God for all his victories, & possession of the Kingdom. ℣.3 Admiring God's benignity towards man, ℣.5 prayeth to be still defended from all enemies, ℣.9 promiseth a new song of praise, ℣.11 describeth the vanity of worldly men, ℣.15 concluding that true felicity is in serving God.

1. 1

   A Psalm of David, against Goliath. Blessed be our Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to battle, and my fingers to war.

2. 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.

3. 3

   Lord what is man, that thou art made known to him? Or the son of man, that thou esteemest him?

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   Man is made like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.

5. 5

   Lord incline thy heavens, and descend: touch the mountains, and they will smoke.

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   Lighten lightning, and thou shalt disperse them: shoot out thine arrows, and thou shalt destroy them.

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   Send forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of children strangers.

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   Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.

9. 9

   O God I will sing to thee a new song: in the psalter of ten strings, I will sing to thee.

10. 10

    Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed David thy servant from the malignant sword:

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    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.

12. 12

    Whose sons, are as new plants in their youth. Their daughters comely trimmed: decked about after the similitude of a temple.

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    Their store-houses full, flowing out of this into that. Their ewes full of young, abounding in their going forth:

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    their oxen are fat. There is no ruin of wall, nor passage, nor cry in their streets.

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    They have said, that it is a happy people, which hath these things: blessed is the people, whose God is our Lord.