A Psalm of David.
Blessed be Jehovah my rock,
Who teacheth my hands to war,
And my fingers to fight:
My lovingkindness, and my fortress,
My high tower, and my deliverer;
My shield, and he in whom I take refuge;
Who subdueth my people under me.
Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him?
Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
Man is like to {Hebrew: a breath.}vanity:
His days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down:
Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them;
Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
Stretch forth thy hand from above;
Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters,
Out of the hand of aliens;
Whose mouth speaketh deceit,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
I will sing a new song unto thee, O God:
Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings;
Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens,
Whose mouth speaketh deceit,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth,
And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
When our garners are full, affording all manner of store,
And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
When our oxen are well laden;
When there is no breaking in, and no {Or, sallying}going forth,
And no outcry in our streets:
Happy is the people that is in such a case;
Yea, happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.
Querverweise zu Psalm 144,6 Ps 144,6
Jehovah also thundered in the heavens,And the Most High uttered his voice,Hailstones and coals of fire.
{Or, Surely he will again whet}If a man turn not, he will whet his sword;He hath bent his bow, and made it ready;
And he sent out his arrows, and scattered them; {Or, And he shot out lightnings}Yea, lightnings manifold, and discomfited them.
For thou wilt make them turn their back;Thou wilt make ready with thy bowstrings against their face.
The clouds poured out water;The skies sent out a sound:Thine arrows also went abroad.
Thine arrows are sharp;The peoples fall under thee;They are in the heart of the king's enemies.
The voice of thy thunder was in the whirlwind;The lightnings lightened the world:The earth trembled and shook.
I will heap evils upon them;I will spend mine arrows upon them:
And he made darkness pavilions round about him,Gathering of waters, thick clouds of the skies.
At the brightness before himCoals of fire were kindled.
Jehovah thundered from heaven,And the Most High uttered his voice.
And he sent out arrows, and scattered them;Lightning, and discomfited them.
I will make mine arrows drunk with blood,And my sword shall devour flesh;With the blood of the slain and the captives, {Or, From the beginning of revenges upon the enemy}From {Or, the hairy head of the enemy}the head of the leaders of the enemy.