1 Praise be to the Lord my Rock,who trains my hands for war,my fingers for battle.
2 He is my loving God and my fortress,my stronghold and my deliverer,my shield, in whom I take refuge,who subdues peoples under me.
3 Lord, what are human beings that you care for them,mere mortals that you think of them?
4 They are like a breath;their days are like a fleeting shadow.
5 Part your heavens, Lord, and come down;touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
6 Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy;shoot your arrows and rout them.