1A psalm of David. Blessed be my Lord God, that teacheth mine hands to war; and my fingers to battle.
2My mercy, and my refuge; my taker-up, and my deliverer. My defender, and I hoped in him; and thou makest subject my people under me.
3Lord, what is a man, for thou hast made thyself known to him; either the son of man, for thou areckonest him of some value?
4A man is made like vanity; his days pass as a shadow.
5Lord, bow down thine heavens, and come thou down; touch thou the hills, and they shall make smoke.
6Light thou shining, and thou shalt scatter them; send thou out thine arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.