1By David. Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who trains my hands to war, and my fingers to battle—
2my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues my people under me.
3Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
4Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.