Psalms 143

1 Τῷ Δαυὶδ πρὸς τὸν Γολιάδ. Εὐλογήτος Κύριος ὁ Θεός μου, ὁ διδάσκων τὰς χεῖράς μου εἰς παράταξιν, τοὺς δακτύλους μου εἰς πόλεμον·

2 Ἔλεός μου καὶ καταφυγή μου, ἀντιλήπτωρ μου καὶ ῥύστης μου, ὑπερασπιστής μου, καὶ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ ἤλπισα, ὁ ὑποτάσσων τὸν λαόν μου ὑπʼ ἐμέ.

3 Κύριε, τί ἐστιν ἄνθρωπος, ὅτι ἐγνώσθης αὐτῷ; ἢ υἱὸς ἀνθρώπου, ὅτι λογίζῃ αὐτόν;

4 Ἄνθρωπος ματαιότητι ὡμοιώθη, αἱ ἡμέραι αὐτοῦ ὡσεὶ σκιὰ παράγουσι.

5 Κύριε, κλῖνον οὐρανούς σου καὶ κατάβηθι, ἅψαι τῶν ὀρέων καὶ καπνισθήσονται.

6 Ἄστραψον ἀστραπὴν καὶ σκορπιεῖς αὐτοὺς, ἐξαπόστειλον τὰ βέλη σου καὶ συνταράξεις αὐτούς.

7 Ἐξαπόστειλον τὴν χεῖρά σου ἐξ ὕψους, ἐξελοῦ με καὶ ῥῦσαί με ἐξ ὑδάτων πολλῶν, ἐκ χειρὸς υἱῶν ἀλλοτρίων·

8 ὧν τὸ στόμα ἐλάλησε ματαιότητα, καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτῶν δεξιὰ ἀδικίας.

9 Ὁ Θεὸς, ᾠδὴν καινὴν ᾄσομαί σοι, ἐν ψαλτηρίῳ δεκαχόρδῳ ψαλῶ σοι·

10 Τῷ διδόντι τὴν σωτηρίαν τοῖς βασιλεῦσι, τῷ λυτρουμένῳ Δαυὶδ τὸν δοῦλον αὐτοῦ ἐκ ῥομφαίας πονηρᾶς.

11 Ῥῦσαί με καὶ ἐξελοῦ με ἐκ χειρὸς υἱῶν ἀλλοτρίων, ὧν τὸ στόμα ἐλάλησε ματαιότητα, καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτῶν δεξιὰ ἀδικίας·

12 ὧν οἱ υἱοὶ ὡς νεόφυτα ἱδρυμένα ἐν τῇ νεότητι αὐτῶν· αἱ θυγατέρες αὐτῶν κεκαλλωπισμέναι, περικεκοσμημέναι ὡς ὁμοίωμα ναοῦ.

13 Τὰ ταμεῖα αὐτῶν πλήρη, ἐξερευγόμενα ἐκ τούτου εἰς τοῦτο· τὰ πρόβατα αὐτῶν πολυτόκα, πληθύνοντα ἐν ταῖς ἐξόδοις αὐτῶν·

14 Οἱ βόες αὐτῶν παχεῖς· οὐκ ἔστι κατάπτωμα φραγμοῦ, οὐδὲ διέξοδος, οὐδὲ κραυγὴ ἐν ταῖς ἐπαύλεσιν αὐτῶν.

15 Ἐμακάρισαν τὸν λαὸν ᾧ ταῦτά ἐστι· μακάριος ὁ λαὸς οὗ Κύριος ὁ Θεὸς αὐτοῦ.

1 A Psalm of David concerning Goliad. Blessed be the Lord my God, who instructs my hands for battle, and my fingers for war.

2 My mercy, and my refuge; my helper, and my deliverer; my protector, in whom I have trusted; who subdues my people under me.

3 Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou takest account of him?

4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.

5 O Lord, bow thy heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

6 Send lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: send forth thine arrows, and thou shalt discomfit them.

7 Send forth thine hand from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strange children;

many.

8 whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.

9 O God, I will sing a new song to thee: I will play to thee on a psaltery of ten strings.

10 Even to him who gives salvation to kings: who redeems his servant David from the hurtful sword.

victory.

11 Deliver me, and rescue me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity;

12 whose children are as plants, strengthened in their youth: their daughters are beautiful, sumptuously adorned after the similitude of a temple.

13 Their garners are full, and bursting with one kind of store after another; their sheep are prolific, multiplying in their streets.

14 Their oxen are fat: there is no falling down of a hedge, nor going out, nor cry in their folds.

habitations.

15 Men bless the people to whom this lot belongs, but blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.