Thomson(i)
1 By David. On Goliath. Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to war and my fingers to fight.
2 He is my mercy and my refuge; my support and my deliverer, my protector in whom I trusted, who subdueth the people under me.
3 Lord, what is man that thou shouldst acknowledge him, or a son of man that thou shouldst regard him!
4 Man is like vanity, his days glide away like a shadow.
5 O Lord, bow thy heaven and come down: touch the mountains and let them smoke.
6 Flash lightnings and thou wilt scatter them; dart thy bolts and thou wilt discomfit them;
7 stretch forth thy hand from on high; rescue me and deliver me from many waters; out of the hand of the children of strangers,
8 whose mouth hath uttered falsehood, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit
9 O God, to thee I will sing a new song; to thee I will play on a ten stringed psaltery,
10 to him who giveth salvation to kings, who hath redeemed his servant David from the hurtful sword.
11 Rescue me and deliver me out of the hand of the children of strangers, whose mouth hath uttered falsehood, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit;
12 whose sons are like trees well planted when young; their daughters beauteous, adorned like shrines;
13 their store houses full and overflowing; their flocks prolific, abounding in their outwalks;
14 their herds fat. There is no destruction of enclosures; no breaking out; no screaming in their folds.
15 The people who had such things were hailed happy; but happy is the people, whose God is the Lord.