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Read Full Chapter (Psalms 144) Psalms 144:5-15 KJV
"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. It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword. 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: 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: That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets: 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. Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD."
Psalms 144:5-15 in Context (Verses 2–15 KJV)
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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.
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Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
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Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
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Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;*
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Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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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.
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It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.*
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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:
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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:*
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That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:*
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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.*
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Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.