Blessed be the LORD, my rock,
who trains my hands to war,
and my fingers to battle—
Blessed be the LORD, my rock,
who trains my hands to war,
and my fingers to battle—
Psalms 144:1–4
Blessed be the LORD, my rock,
who trains my hands to war,
and my fingers to battle —
my loving kindness, my fortress,
my high tower, my deliverer,
my shield, and he in whom I take refuge,
who subdues my people under me.
LORD, what is man, that you care for him?
Or the son of man, that you think of him?
Man is like a breath.
His days are like a shadow that passes away.
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