1 Of David.Blessed be the Lord, my rock,who trains my hands for battle,my fingers for war;
2 My safeguard and my fortress,my stronghold, my deliverer,My shield, in whom I take refuge,who subdues peoples under me.
3 Lord, what is man that you take notice of him;the son of man, that you think of him?
4 Man is but a breath,his days are like a passing shadow.