Thirtieth Day: Morning Prayer
144Benedictus Dominus
1Blessed be the Lord my rock! *
who trains my hands to fight and my fingers to battle;
2My help and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, *
my shield in whom I trust,
who subdues the peoples under me.
3O Lord, what are we that you should care for us? *
mere mortals that you should think of us?
4We are like a puff of wind; *
our days are like a passing shadow.
5Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down; *
touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6Hurl the lightning and scatter them; *
shoot out your arrows and rout them.
7Stretch out your hand from on high; *
rescue me and deliver me from the great waters,
from the hand of foreign peoples,
8Whose mouths speak deceitfully *
and whose right hand is raised in falsehood.
9O God, I will sing to you a new song; *
I will play to you on a ten‑stringed lyre.
10You give victory to kings *
and have rescued David your servant.
11Rescue me from the hurtful sword *
and deliver me from the hand of foreign peoples,
12Whose mouths speak deceitfully *
and whose right hand is raised in falsehood.
800Psalm 144
