144 Blessed be the Lord, my ^(A)rock,
    ^(B)who trains my hands for war,
    and my fingers for battle;

³⁴ He ^(A)trains my hands for war,
    so that my arms can bend a bow of bronze.

² The Lord is my ^(A)rock and my ^(B)fortress and my deliverer,
    my God, my ^(C)rock, in ^(D)whom I take refuge,
    my ^(E)shield, and ^(F)the horn of my salvation, my ^(G)stronghold.

^35 (A)He trains my hands for war,
    so that my arms can bend a bow of bronze.

³ for not ^(A)by their own sword did they win the land,
    nor did their own arm save them,
but your right hand and your arm,
    and ^(B)the light of your face,
    ^(C)for you delighted in them.

¹² With God we shall ^(A)do valiantly;
    it is he who will ^(B)tread down our foes.