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1	(By David.) / A Prayer for the Nation I praise you, Lord! You are my mighty rock, and you teach me how to fight my battles.	Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
2	You are my friend, my fortress, where I am safe. You are my shield, and you made me the ruler of our people.	My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
3	Why do we humans mean anything to you, our Lord? Why do you care about us?	Lord, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
4	We disappear like a breath; we last no longer than a faint shadow.	Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5	Open the heavens like a curtain and come down, Lord. Touch the mountains and make them send up smoke.	Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6	Use your lightning as arrows to scatter my enemies and make them run away.	Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
7	Reach down from heaven and set me free. Save me from the mighty flood	Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8	of those lying foreigners who never tell the truth.	Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9	In praise of you, our God, I will sing a new song, while playing my harp.	I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10	By your power, kings win wars, and your servant David is saved from deadly swords.	It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11	Won't you keep me safe from those lying foreigners who never tell the truth?	Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
12	Let's pray that our young sons will grow like strong plants and that our daughters will be as lovely as columns in the corner of a palace.	That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:
13	May our barns be filled with all kinds of crops. May our fields be covered with sheep by the thousands,	That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
14	and every cow have calves. Don't let our city be captured or any of us be taken away, and don't let cries of sorrow be heard in our streets.	That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
15	Our Lord and our God, you give these blessings to all who worship you.	Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord.