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Old Testament
1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle—
1 ΕΥΛΟΓΗΤΟΣ Κύριος ὁ Θεός μου ὁ διδάσκων τὰς χεῖράς μου εἰς παράταξιν, τοὺς δακτύλους μου εἰς πόλεμον·
2 My lovingkindness and my fortress, My high tower and my deliverer, My shield and the One in whom I take refuge, Who subdues my people under me.
2 ἔλεός μου καὶ καταφυγή μου, ἀντιλήπτωρ μου καὶ ρύστης μου, ὑπερασπιστής μου, καὶ ἐπ᾿ αὐτῷ ἤλπισα, ὁ ὑποτάσσων τὸν λαόν μου ὑπ᾿ ἐμέ.
3 LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?
3 Κύριε, τί ἐστιν ἄνθρωπος ὅτι ἐγνώσθης αὐτῷ, ἢ υἱὸς ἀνθρώπου ὅτι λογίζῃ αὐτῷ;
4 Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow.
4 ἄνθρωπος ματαιότητι ὡμοιώθη, αἱ ἡμέραι αὐτοῦ ὡσεὶ σκιὰ παράγουσι.
5 Bow down Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
5 Κύριε, κλῖνον οὐρανοὺς καὶ κατάβηθι, ἅψαι τῶν ὀρέων, καὶ καπνισθήσονται.
6 Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.
6 ἄστραψον ἀστραπὴν καὶ σκορπιεῖς αὐτούς, ἐξαπόστειλον τὰ βέλη σου καὶ συνταράξεις αὐτούς.
7 Stretch out Your hand from above; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters, From the hand of foreigners,
7 ἐξαπόστειλον τὴν χεῖρά σου ἐξ ὕψους, ἐξελοῦ με καὶ ρῦσαί με ἐξ ὑδάτων πολλῶν, ἐκ χειρὸς υἱῶν ἀλλοτρίων,
8 Whose mouth speaks lying words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
8 ὧν τὸ στόμα ἐλάλησε ματαιότητα, καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτῶν δεξιὰ ἀδικίας.
9 I will sing a new song to You, O God; On a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,
9 ὁ Θεός, ᾠδὴν καινὴν ᾄσομαί σοι, ἐν ψαλτηρίῳ δεκαχόρδῳ ψαλῶ σοι
10 The One who gives salvation to kings, Who delivers David His servant From the deadly sword.
10 τῷ διδόντι τὴν σωτηρίαν τοῖς βασιλεῦσι, τῷ λυτρουμένῳ Δαυΐδ τὸν δοῦλον αὐτοῦ ἐκ ρομφαίας πονηρᾶς.
11 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, Whose mouth speaks lying words, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood—
11 ρῦσαί με καὶ ἐξελοῦ με ἐκ χειρὸς υἱῶν ἀλλοτρίων, ὧν τὸ στόμα ἐλάλησε ματαιότητα καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτῶν δεξιὰ ἀδικίας.
12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; That our daughters may be as pillars, Sculptured in palace style;
12 ὧν οἱ υἱοὶ ὡς νεόφυτα ἱδρυμένα ἐν τῇ νεότητι αὐτῶν, αἱ θυγατέρες αὐτῶν κεκαλλωπισμέναι, περικεκοσμημέναι ὡς ὁμοίωμα ναοῦ,
13 That our barns may be full, Supplying all kinds of produce; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our fields;
13 τὰ ταμιεῖα αὐτῶν πλήρη, ἐξερευγόμενα ἐκ τούτου εἰς τοῦτο, τὰ πρόβατα αὐτῶν πολύτοκα, πληθύνοντα ἐν ταῖς ἐξόδοις αὐτῶν,
14 That our oxen may be well laden; That there be no breaking in or going out; That there be no outcry in our streets.
14 οἱ βόες αὐτῶν παχεῖς, οὐκ ἔστι κατάπτωμα φραγμοῦ, οὐδὲ διέξοδος, οὐδὲ κραυγὴ ἐν ταῖς πλατείαις αὐτῶν,
15 Happy are the people who are in such a state; Happy are the people whose God is the LORD!
15 ἐμακάρισαν τὸν λαόν, ᾧ ταῦτά ἐστι· μακάριος ὁ λαός, οὗ Κύριος ὁ Θεὸς αὐτοῦ.
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