David blesseth God for his mercy both to him and to man.
Psalms 144:1 Blessed be the LORDE my refuge, which teacheth my hades to warre, & my fyngers to fight. Psalms 144:2 My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me. Psalms 144:3 LORDE, what is ma, that thou hast soch respecte vnto him? Or the sonne of man, that thou so regardest him? Psalms 144:4 Man is like a thinge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye like a shadowe.
He prayeth that God would powerfully deliver him from his enemies.
Psalms 144:5 Bowe thy heaues (o LORDE) & come downe, touch the mountaynes, yt they maye smoke withall. Psalms 144:6 Sende forth the lightenynge & scater the, shute out thine arowes and consume them. Psalms 144:7 Sende downe thine hande from aboue, delyuer me and take me out of ye greate waters, from the hande of straunge childre. Psalms 144:8 Whose mouth talketh of vanite, & their right hade is a righthande of falsede.
He promiseth to praise God.
Psalms 144:9 That I maye synge a new songe vnto the (o God) & synge prayses vnto the vpon a tenstrynged lute, Psalms 144:10 Thou that geuest victory vnto kynges, and hast delyuered Dauid thy seruaunt from the parell of the swerde.
He prayeth for the happy state of the kingdom.
Psalms 144:11 Saue me and delyuer me from the honde of straunge childre, whose mouth talketh of vanite, and their right hande is a right hande of falsede. Psalms 144:12 That or sonnes maye growe vp as the yoge plantes, and that oure doughters maye be as the polished corners of the temple. Psalms 144:13 That or garners maye be full and plenteous with all maner of stoare: that or shepe maye brynge forth thousandes and hundreth thousands in oure villages. Psalms 144:14 That oure oxen maye be stronge to laboure, that there be no myschaunce, no decaye, and no complayninge in oure stretes. Psalms 144:15 Happie are the people that be in soch a case: yee blessed are the people, which haue the LORDE for their God.