- Blessed be the LORD, my rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle;
- My lovingkindness and my fortress, My stronghold and my deliverer, My shield and He in whom I take refuge, Who subdues my people under me.
- O LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You think of him?
- Man is like a mere breath; His days are like a passing shadow.
- Bow Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; Touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
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