1 By David. Blessed 'is' Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
2 My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
3 Jehovah, what 'is' man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days 'are' as a shadow passing by.
5 Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
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