47 lines
1.7 KiB
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47 lines
1.7 KiB
Markdown
## Blessed Be Yahweh, My Rock
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Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, Who trains my hands for war, My fingers for battle;
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###### 2
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My lovingkindness and my fortress, My stronghold and my deliverer, My shield and He in whom I take refuge, Who subdues my people under me.
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###### 3
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O Yahweh, what is man, that You know him? Or the son of man, that You think of him?
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Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow.
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O Yahweh, bow Your heavens, and come down; Touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
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Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Send out Your arrows and confuse them.
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Send forth Your hand from on high; Set me free and deliver me out of many waters, Out of the hand of foreigners
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Whose mouth speaks worthlessness, And whose right hand is a right hand of lying.
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O God, I will sing a new song to You; Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
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Who gives salvation to kings, Who sets David His servant free from the evil sword.
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Set me free and deliver me out of the hand of the sons of a foreigner, Whose mouth speaks worthlessness And whose right hand is a right hand of lying.
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That our sons would be as grown-up plants in their youth, And our daughters as corner pillars fashioned as for a palace;
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_That_ our granaries would be full, furnishing every kind of produce, _And_ our flocks would bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our _fields_ outside;
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That our cattle would bear Without mishap and without loss, And without outcry in our streets!
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How blessed are the people for whom this is so; How blessed are the people for whom God is Yahweh!
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