1  Blessed be the Lord, my rock,

who ^ptrains my hands for war,

and my fingers for battle;

2  he is my steadfast love and my fortress,

my stronghold and my deliverer,

my shield and he in whom I take refuge,

who ^qsubdues peoples¹ under me.

3  O Lord, ^rwhat is man that you regard him,

or the son of man that you think of him?

4  Man is like a ^sbreath;

his days are like a passing ^tshadow.

5  ^uBow your heavens, O Lord, and come down!

^vTouch the mountains so that they smoke!

6  Flash forth the lightning and scatter them;

send out your ^warrows and rout them!

7  Stretch out your hand from on high;

rescue me and ^xdeliver me from the many waters,

from the hand of foreigners,

8  whose mouths speak lies

and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9  I will sing a new song to you, O God;

upon a ten-stringed harp ^yI will play to you,

10  who gives ^zvictory to kings,

who rescues David his servant from the cruel sword.

11  Rescue me and deliver me

from the hand of foreigners,

whose mouths speak lies

and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

12  May ^aour sons in their youth

be like plants full grown,

our daughters like corner pillars

cut for the structure of a palace;

13  ^bmay our granaries be full,

providing all kinds of produce;

may our sheep bring forth thousands

and ten thousands in our fields;

14  may our cattle be heavy with young,

suffering no mishap or failure in bearing;²

may there be no cry of distress in our streets!

15  ^cBlessed are the people to whom such blessings fall!

^dBlessed are the people whose God is the Lord!