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受耶和华训导者可免敌害

144 大卫的诗。

耶和华我的磐石是应当称颂的!他教导我的手争战,教导我的指头打仗。
他是我慈爱的主,我的山寨,我的高台,我的救主,我的盾牌,是我所投靠的,他使我的百姓服在我以下。
耶和华啊,人算什么,你竟认识他?世人算什么,你竟顾念他?
人好像一口气,他的年日如同影儿快快过去。
耶和华啊,求你使天下垂,亲自降临;摸山,山就冒烟。
求你发出闪电,使他们四散,射出你的箭,使他们扰乱。
求你从上伸手救拔我,救我出离大水,救我脱离外邦人的手。
他们的口说谎话,他们的右手起假誓。
神啊,我要向你唱新歌,用十弦瑟向你歌颂。
10 你是那拯救君王的,你是那救仆人大卫脱离害命之刀的。
11 求你救拔我,救我脱离外邦人的手。他们的口说谎话,他们的右手起假誓。

圣民之福

12 我们的儿子从幼年好像树栽子长大,我们的女儿如同殿角石,是按建宫的样式凿成的。

13 我们的仓盈满,能出各样的粮食,我们的羊在田间孳生千万。
14 我们的牛驮着满驮,没有人闯进来抢夺,也没有人出去争战,我们的街市上也没有哭号的声音。
15 遇见这光景的百姓便为有福!有耶和华为他们的神,这百姓便为有福!

祈求拯救與豐裕

大衛的詩。

144 耶和華——我的磐石當受稱頌,
祂使我能爭善戰。
祂是我慈愛的上帝,
我的堡壘,我的避難所,
我的拯救者,我的盾牌,
我投靠祂。
祂使列國臣服於我。

耶和華啊,
人算什麼,你竟顧念他?
世人算什麼,你竟眷顧他?
因為人不過像一口氣,
他的年日不過像影子轉眼消逝。
耶和華啊,
求你打開天門,親自降臨;
求你觸摸群山,使群山冒煙。
求你發出閃電驅散敵人,
求你射出利箭擊潰他們。
求你從天上伸手從驚濤駭浪中拯救我,
從外族人手中拯救我。
他們滿口謊言,
起誓也心懷詭詐。
上帝啊,我要向你唱新歌,
用十弦琴歌頌你。
10 你使君王得勝,
救你的僕人大衛逃離刀劍的殺戮。
11 求你從外族人手中拯救我,
他們滿口謊言,
起誓也心懷詭詐。

12 願我們的兒子年輕時像茁壯的樹木,

我們的女兒像宮殿中精雕的柱子。
13 願我們的倉庫堆滿各樣的穀物,
我們的羊在田野繁衍眾多,
成千上萬。
14 願我們的牲口馱滿貨物[a]
我們的城牆固若金湯,
無人被擄,街上沒有哭叫聲。
15 生活在這種光景裡的人有福了!
尊耶和華為上帝的人有福了!

Footnotes

  1. 144·14 牲口馱滿貨物」或譯「繁殖眾多」。

144 Blessed be the Lord my strength which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

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.

Lord, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!

Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.

Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;

Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

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.

A Song to the Lord Who Preserves and Prospers His People

A Psalm of David.

144 Blessed be the Lord my Rock,
(A)Who trains my hands for war,
And my fingers for battle—
My lovingkindness and my fortress,
My high tower and my deliverer,
My shield and the One in whom I take refuge,
Who subdues [a]my people under me.

(B)Lord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?
Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?
(C)Man is like a breath;
(D)His days are like a passing shadow.

(E)Bow down Your heavens, O Lord, and come down;
(F)Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
(G)Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.
Stretch out Your hand from above;
Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,
From the hand of foreigners,
Whose mouth (H)speaks [b]lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

I will (I)sing a new song to You, O God;
On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
10 The One who gives [c]salvation to kings,
(J)Who delivers David His servant
From the deadly sword.

11 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners,
Whose mouth speaks lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—
12 That our sons may be (K)as plants grown up in their youth;
That our daughters may be as [d]pillars,
Sculptured in palace style;
13 That our barns may be full,
Supplying all kinds of produce;
That our sheep may bring forth thousands
And ten thousands in our fields;
14 That our oxen may be well laden;
That there be no [e]breaking in or going out;
That there be no outcry in our streets.
15 (L)Happy are the people who are in such a state;
Happy are the people whose God is the Lord!

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 144:2 So with MT, LXX, Vg.; Syr., Tg. the peoples (cf. 18:47)
  2. Psalm 144:8 empty or worthless
  3. Psalm 144:10 deliverance
  4. Psalm 144:12 corner pillars
  5. Psalm 144:14 Lit. breach