1Von David. Gepriesen sei der HERR, mein Fels, der meine Hände zum Kampf anleitet, meine Finger geschickt macht für den Krieg.2Er ist mein gnädiger Gott und meine Festung[1], meine Zuflucht und mein Befreier, mein Schild und der, bei dem ich geborgen bin, der mein Volk meiner Herrschaft unterstellt[2].3HERR, was ist der Mensch, dass du auf ihn achtest? Wer ist er schon, dass du dich um ihn kümmerst![3]4Der Mensch ist wie ein Hauch, die Tage seines Lebens gleichen einem Schatten, der vorüberzieht.5HERR, neige deinen Himmel und steige herab, rühre die Berge an, dass sie rauchen!6Lass Blitze zucken und zerstreue meine Feinde[4], schieße deine Pfeile ab und bring sie in Verwirrung!7Strecke aus der Höhe deine Hände aus, befreie und rette mich aus gewaltigen Wasserfluten, aus der Hand erbarmungsloser Feinde[5].8Von ihren Lippen kommt nur Täuschung, erheben sie ihre rechte Hand, dann stets zum Meineid[6].9Gott, ein neues Lied will ich dir singen, auf der zehnsaitigen Harfe will ich für dich spielen –10ja, für dich, der den Königen Sieg schenkt, der mich, deinen Diener David, dem mörderischen Schwert entreißt.11Befreie und rette mich aus der Hand jener erbarmungslosen Feinde, von deren Lippen nur Täuschung kommt und die ihre rechte Hand stets zum Meineid erheben!12Dann werden unsere Söhne kräftigen Pflanzen gleichen, die ungestört emporwachsen konnten, und unsere Töchter werden so schön sein wie wohlgestaltete Ecksäulen, die Paläste schmücken!13Dann sind unsere Vorratsspeicher gut gefüllt, um die verschiedensten Speisen darzubieten. Unsere Schafe werfen zu Tausenden ihre Jungen, ja, zu Zehntausenden auf unseren Weiden.14Auch unsere Rinder werden trächtig sein und ihre Kälber ohne Fehlgeburt und ohne Verletzung[7] zur Welt bringen. Dann hört man nirgendwo Klagegeschrei auf unseren Gassen![8]15Glücklich zu preisen ist das Volk, dem es so ergeht. Glücklich zu preisen ist das Volk, dessen Gott der HERR ist!
1Give praise to the LORD, my Rock. He trains my hands for war. He trains my fingers for battle.2He is my loving God and is like a fort to me. He is my place of safety and the God who saves me. He is like a shield that keeps me safe. He brings nations under my control.3LORD, what are human beings that you take care of them? What are mere people that you think about them?4Their lives don’t last any longer than a breath. Their days are like a shadow that quickly disappears.5LORD, open up your heavens and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will pour out smoke.6Send flashes of lightning and scatter my enemies. Shoot your arrows and chase them away.7My enemies are like a mighty flood. Reach down from heaven and save me. Save me from outsiders who attack me.8They tell all kinds of lies with their mouths. Even when they make a promise by raising their right hands, they don’t mean it.9My God, I will sing a new song to you. I will make music to you on a lyre that has ten strings.10You are the God who helps kings win battles. You save your servant David. From death by the sword11save me. Set me free from outsiders who attack me. They tell all kinds of lies with their mouths. Even when they make a promise by raising their right hands, they don’t mean it.12While our sons are young, they will be like healthy plants. Our daughters will be like pillars that have been made to decorate a palace.13Our storerooms will be filled with every kind of food. The sheep in our fields will increase by thousands. They will increase by tens of thousands.14Our oxen will pull heavy loads. None of our city walls will be broken down. No one will be carried off as a prisoner. No cries of pain will be heard in our streets.15Blessed is the nation about whom all these things are true. Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD.
1Of David. Blessed be the Lord, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; (Ps 18,2; Ps 18,31; Ps 18,34; Ps 18,46)2he is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples[1] under me. (Ps 7,10; Ps 18,2; Ps 18,47; Ps 59,9; Ps 59,10; Ps 59,17; Ps 91,2; Jon 2,8)3O Lord, what is man that you regard him, or the son of man that you think of him? (Ps 8,4; Ps 31,7)4Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow. (Hi 8,9; Ps 39,5; Ps 102,11; Ps 109,23)5Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down! Touch the mountains so that they smoke! (Ps 18,9; Ps 104,32; Jes 64,1)6Flash forth the lightning and scatter them; send out your arrows and rout them! (Ps 18,14)7Stretch out your hand from on high; rescue me and deliver me from the many waters, from the hand of foreigners, (Ps 18,16; Ps 18,44; Ps 69,14)8whose mouths speak lies and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. (1Mo 14,22; 5Mo 32,40; Ps 12,2; Ps 41,6; Ps 106,26; Jes 62,8)9I will sing a new song to you, O God; upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you, (Ps 33,2)10who gives victory to kings, who rescues David his servant from the cruel sword. (Ps 18,50)11Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. (Ps 144,7; Ps 144,8)12May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars cut for the structure of a palace; (Ps 128,3; Sach 9,15)13may our granaries be full, providing all kinds of produce; may our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields; (Jes 30,23; Joe 2,24)14may our cattle be heavy with young, suffering no mishap or failure in bearing;[2] may there be no cry of distress in our streets! (Jes 24,11; Jer 14,2; Jer 46,12)15Blessed are the people to whom such blessings fall! Blessed are the people whose God is the Lord! (5Mo 33,29; Ps 33,12; Ps 146,5)