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| [1] Blessed be God my rocke: who teacheth my handes to warre, and my fingers to fyght |
[1]By David. Blessed [is] Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle. |
| [2]My holynesse and my fortresse, my refuge, and my only deliuerer: my buckler, in hym I haue put my trust, who subdueth my people vnder me |
[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]O God, what is man that thou doest knowe hym? what is the sonne of man that thou doest thynke of hym |
[3]Jehovah, what [is] man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him? |
| [4]Man is lyke a thyng of naught: his dayes be lyke a shadowe that passeth away |
[4]Man to vanity hath been like, His days [are] as a shadow passing by. |
| [5]Bowe thy heauens O God and come downe: touche the mountaynes and they shall smoke |
[5]Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke. |
| [6]Cast out terrible lightninges and feare them: shoote out thyne arrowes and consume them |
[6]Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them, |
| [7]Sende downe thine hand from aboue: deliuer me and take me out of the great waters, from the hande of the children of an other deuotion then I am |
[7]Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger, |
| [8]Whose mouth vttereth vanitie: and their ryght hande is a ryght hande of falshood |
[8]Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood. |
| [9]O Lorde I wyll syng a newe song vnto thee: and I wyll syng psalmes vnto thee vpon a Lute, [and vpon] an instrument of ten strynges |
[9]O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee. |
| [10]Who geueth victorie vnto kynges: who redeemeth Dauid his seruaunt from peryll of the sworde |
[10]Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil. |
| [11]Redeeme me and deliuer me from the hande of the children of an other deuotion then I am: whose mouth vttereth vanitie, and their ryght hande is a ryght hande of falshood |
[11]Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood, |
| [12]That our sonnes may growe vp in their youth as young plantes: that our daughters may be as corners [stones] grauen after the fashion as a palace is |
[12]Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished -- the likeness of a palace, |
| [13]That the corners of our houses may be fylled, yeeldyng foorth all maner of stoore: that our cattell may bring foorth thousandes, [yea] ten thousandes in our streates |
[13]Our garners [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places, |
| [14]That our oxen may be strong [to labour] that there be no decay: no leadyng into captiuitie, and no complaynyng in our streates |
[14]Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places. |
| [15]Happy are the people that be in such a case: blessed is the people who haue God for their Lorde |
[15]O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God [is] Jehovah! |