Psaltaren 144
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144 Av David.
Lovad vare Herren, min klippa,
han som lär mina händer att kriga
och mina fingrar att strida,
2 han som är nådig mot mig,
min klippa, min borg,
min befriare och min sköld.
Hos honom söker jag tillflykt.
Han har lagt mitt folk under mig.
3 Herre, vad är en människa, att du bryr dig om henne,
ett människobarn för din omtanke?
4 Människan är som en vindfläkt,
hennes liv som en flyende skugga.
5 Herre, dra undan himlen och stig ner!
Rör vid bergen, så att de ryker.
6 Släpp loss blixtarna och skingra dem,
skjut iväg pilarna och driv bort dem.
7 Sträck ner dina händer från höjden,
rädda mig, befria mig ur de djupa vattnen,
ur främlingarnas våld.
8 Deras mun är full av lögn
och deras högra hand av bedrägeri.
9 För dig, Gud, vill jag sjunga en ny sång
och spela på en tiosträngad harpa,
10 för du räddar kungarna från nederlaget
och befriar din tjänare David från det onda svärdet.
11 Rädda mig! Befria mig från främlingarnas våld!
De, vars munnar är fulla av lögner
och vilkas högra hand är redo till bedrägeri.
12 Våra unga söner blir som välväxta plantor,
våra döttrar som pelare, uthuggna för palats.
13 Våra lador blir fyllda till brädden
av livets förnödenheter av alla slag.
Ute på våra marker får fåren tusentals,
ja, tiotusentals med lamm,
14 och oxarna är tungt lastade med spannmål.
I muren finns inte längre någon rämna,
ingen fördrivs,
på våra gator finns inte längre någon som klagar.
15 Lyckligt är det folk som har det så.
Ja, lyckligt är det folk vars Gud är Herren!
Psalm 144
King James Version
144 Blessed be the Lord my strength which 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!
4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5 Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
7 Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10 It is he that giveth salvation unto 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 garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord.
Psalm 144
New International Version
Psalm 144
Of David.
1 Praise be to the Lord my Rock,(A)
who trains my hands for war,
my fingers for battle.
2 He is my loving God and my fortress,(B)
my stronghold(C) and my deliverer,
my shield,(D) in whom I take refuge,
who subdues peoples[a](E) under me.
3 Lord, what are human beings(F) that you care for them,
mere mortals that you think of them?
4 They are like a breath;(G)
their days are like a fleeting shadow.(H)
5 Part your heavens,(I) Lord, and come down;(J)
touch the mountains, so that they smoke.(K)
6 Send forth lightning(L) and scatter(M) the enemy;
shoot your arrows(N) and rout them.
7 Reach down your hand from on high;(O)
deliver me and rescue me(P)
from the mighty waters,(Q)
from the hands of foreigners(R)
8 whose mouths are full of lies,(S)
whose right hands(T) are deceitful.(U)
9 I will sing a new song(V) to you, my God;
on the ten-stringed lyre(W) I will make music to you,
10 to the One who gives victory to kings,(X)
who delivers his servant David.(Y)
From the deadly sword(Z) 11 deliver me;
rescue me(AA) from the hands of foreigners(AB)
whose mouths are full of lies,(AC)
whose right hands are deceitful.(AD)
12 Then our sons in their youth
will be like well-nurtured plants,(AE)
and our daughters will be like pillars(AF)
carved to adorn a palace.
13 Our barns will be filled(AG)
with every kind of provision.
Our sheep will increase by thousands,
by tens of thousands in our fields;
14 our oxen(AH) will draw heavy loads.[b]
There will be no breaching of walls,(AI)
no going into captivity,
no cry of distress in our streets.(AJ)
15 Blessed is the people(AK) of whom this is true;
blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.
Footnotes
- Psalm 144:2 Many manuscripts of the Masoretic Text, Dead Sea Scrolls, Aquila, Jerome and Syriac; most manuscripts of the Masoretic Text subdues my people
- Psalm 144:14 Or our chieftains will be firmly established
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