Salmos 144
Palabra de Dios para Todos
El pueblo de Dios
Canción de David.
1 Bendito sea el SEÑOR, mi Roca;
él me adiestra para la batalla
y me prepara para la guerra.
2 Él es mi Dios fiel y amoroso;
mi fortaleza y mi refugio;
mi libertador y mi escudo, en quien busco protección.
Él es quien pone a los pueblos bajo mi mando.
3 SEÑOR, ¿qué es el ser humano para que lo tengas presente?
¿Qué es el hijo del hombre para que pienses en él?
4 El ser humano es como un suspiro,
su vida es como una sombra que desaparece rápidamente.
5 SEÑOR, abre los cielos y baja a la tierra.
Ven, toca las montañas para que echen humo.
6 Envía relámpagos y dispérsalos;
lanza tus flechas y hazlos salir de aquí.
7 Extiende tu mano desde el cielo
y rescátame de las aguas turbulentas;
Líbrame del poder de gente extraña,
8 de los que abren su boca para mentir,
y levantan su mano derecha para jurar en falso.
9 Dios mío, te cantaré una canción nueva;
voy a entonarte canciones de alabanza con el arpa de diez cuerdas.
10 Tú eres el que salva a los reyes
y libras a tu siervo David de las armas de sus enemigos.
11 Libérame y rescátame de esta gente extraña
que miente y habla mal de mí.
Levantan su mano derecha para jurar en falso.
12 Que nuestros hijos sean como árboles
fuertes en su juventud.
Que nuestras hijas sean como columnas
labradas que adornan un palacio.
13 Que nuestras despensas estén llenas de toda clase de alimentos.
Que haya miles de ovejas en nuestros campos.
14 Que las vacas estén grandes con cría.
Que no pase ningún enemigo por nuestras puertas;
ni se lleve a nuestra gente del país.
Que no haya gritos de dolor por las calles.
15 Qué afortunado el pueblo que vive así;
qué afortunado el pueblo cuyo Dios es el SEÑOR.
Psalm 144
New King James Version
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—
2 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.
3 (B)Lord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?
Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?
4 (C)Man is like a breath;
(D)His days are like a passing shadow.
5 (E)Bow down Your heavens, O Lord, and come down;
(F)Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 (G)Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.
7 Stretch out Your hand from above;
Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,
From the hand of foreigners,
8 Whose mouth (H)speaks [b]lying words,
And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 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
- Psalm 144:2 So with MT, LXX, Vg.; Syr., Tg. the peoples (cf. 18:47)
- Psalm 144:8 empty or worthless
- Psalm 144:10 deliverance
- Psalm 144:12 corner pillars
- Psalm 144:14 Lit. breach
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.
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