Ps.144.9

O God, let me sing a new song to you, let me play it on a twelve-string guitar--

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I will sing a new song to you, O God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,

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I will sing a new song to You, O God; On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,

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I will sing a new song to you, O God! I will sing your praises with a ten-stringed harp.

Ps.144.10

A song to the God who saved the king, the God who rescued David, his servant.

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to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David from the deadly sword.

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The One who gives salvation to kings, Who delivers David His servant From the deadly sword.

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For you grant victory to kings! You are the one who rescued your servant David.

Ps.144.11

Rescue me from the enemy sword, release me from the grip of those barbarians Who lie through their teeth, who shake your hand then knife you in the back.

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Deliver me and rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.

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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--

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Save me from the fatal sword! Rescue me from the power of my enemies. Their mouths are full of lies; they swear to tell the truth, but they lie.

Ps.144.12

Make our sons in their prime like sturdy oak trees, Our daughters as shapely and bright as fields of wildflowers.

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Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

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That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; That our daughters may be as pillars, Sculptured in palace style;

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May our sons flourish in their youth like well-nurtured plants. May our daughters be like graceful pillars, carved to beautify a palace.

Ps.144.13

Fill our barns with great harvest, fill our fields with huge flocks;

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Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields;

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That our barns may be full, Supplying all kinds of produce; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our fields;

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May our farms be filled with crops of every kind. May the flocks in our fields multiply by the thousands, even tens of thousands,

Ps.144.14

Protect us from invasion and exile--eliminate the crime in our streets.

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our oxen will draw heavy loads. There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.

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That our oxen may be well laden; That there be no breaking in or going out; That there be no outcry in our streets.

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and may our oxen be loaded down with produce. May there be no breached walls, no forced exile, no cries of distress in our squares.

Ps.144.15

How blessed the people who have all this! How blessed the people who have GOD for God! David's praise av

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Blessed are the people of whom this is true; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.

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Happy are the people who are in such a state; Happy are the people whose God is the LORD!

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Yes, happy are those who have it like this! Happy indeed are those whose God is the LORD.