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diff --git a/bible/base_files/engBBE_020_PSA_144_read.txt b/bible/base_files/engBBE_020_PSA_144_read.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..c0734c7 --- /dev/null +++ b/bible/base_files/engBBE_020_PSA_144_read.txt @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +Psalms. +Chapter 144. +A Psalm. Of David. Praise be to the God of my strength, teaching my hands the use of the sword, and my fingers the art of fighting: +He is my strength, and my Rock; my high tower, and my saviour; my keeper and my hope: he gives me authority over my people. +Lord, what is man, that you keep him in mind? or the son of man that you take him into account? +Man is like a breath: his life is like a shade which is quickly gone. +Come down, O Lord, from your heavens: at your touch let the mountains give out smoke. +With your storm-flames send them in flight: send out your arrows for their destruction. +Put out your hand from on high; make me free, take me safely out of the great waters, and out of the hands of strange men; +In whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit. +I will make a new song to you, O God; I will make melody to you on an instrument of ten cords. +It is God who gives salvation to kings; and who kept his servant David from the wounding sword. +Make me free, and take me out of the hands of strange men, in whose mouths are false words, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit. +Our sons are like tall young plants; and our daughters like the shining stones of a king's house; +Our store-houses are full of all good things; and our sheep give birth to thousands and ten thousands in our fields. +Our oxen are well weighted down; our cows give birth safely; there is no going out, and there is no cry of sorrow in our open places. +Happy is the nation whose ways are so ordered: yes, happy is the nation whose God is the Lord. |