1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, who teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight;
2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
7 Send thy hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
9 I will sing a new song to thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises to thee.
10 It is he that giveth salvation to kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:
13 That our granaries may be full, affording all manner of store; that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets: