✹Ƭhץ Ƒir÷ ✹ קs 144

Testo:

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✹Ƭhץ Ƒir÷ ✹ קs 144

Praise be to the Lord my Rock,
who trains my hands for war,
and my fingers for the battle.

He is my living God and my fortress,
my shield, in whom I shall take refuge,
who subdues peoples under me

Part the heavens, Lord
touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
Send forth lightning and scatter all our enemies;
shoot your arrows and rout them.
leave them trembling
leave them trembling

Reach down your hand from on high
deliver and rescue me
from the mighty waters,
from the hands of the foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies,
whose right hands are deceitful.

From the deadly sword deliver me;
rescue me from the hands of foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies,
whose right hands are deceitful.

*solo opening*

Praise be to the Lord my Rock,
who trains my hands for war,
and my fingers for battle.

He is my loving God and my fortress,
my shield, in whom I shall take refuge,

Praise be to the Lord my Rock,
who trains my hands for war,
and my fingers for battle.

He is the living God and my fortress,
my shield, in whom I shall take refuge,

Part the heavens, Lord,
touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
Send forth lightning and scatter all our enemies;
shoot your arrows and rout them.
leave them trembling!!!

From the deadly sword deliver me;
from the hands of foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies,
they"re full of lies!