Commentary on Psalms - Volume 5

1Blessed be Jehovah, my strength, Who teacheth my hands for the fight, My fingers for the battle.

2My goodness, and my fortress, My citadel, my deliverer for me, My shield, and in him I have hoped, Who subdueth my people under me.

3O Jehovah! what is man that thou acknowledgest him? The son of man that thou thinkest of him?

4Man to vanity is like, His days [are] as a shadow that is passing.

5O Jehovah! bow thy heavens and descend: Touch the mountains and they shall smoke.

6Thunder forth thunderings and scatter them; Shoot out thy arrows, and destroy them.

7Send thy hand from on high; Rescue me and deliver me from waters great, From the hand of the sons of the alien.

8For their mouth hath spoken falsehood, And their right hand is a right hand of deceit.

9O God! a song that is new I will sing to thee: Upon the nablum, upon the psaltery I will sing psalms to thee

10Who givest salvation to kings, Who redeemest David his servant from the hurtful sword.

11Redeem me, and rescue me, From the hand of the sons of the alien, Whose mouth hath spoken falsehood, And their right hand is a right hand of deceit.

12Because our sons are as plants Which have grown up in their youth; Our daughters as corners polished After the similitude of a palace.

13Our recesses full, Supplying all kinds of good things. Our sheep bringing forth thousands, [Yea] ten thousands in our streets.

14Our oxen to the burden accustomed; No breach, nor going out, Nor cry in our streets.

15Happy the people to whom it is so, To whom Jehovah is their God.