| Psalms 144: 1 - 4 |
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| 1 | Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; |
| 2 | my rock and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues the peoples under him. |
| 3 | O LORD, what is man that thou dost regard him, or the son of man that thou dost think of him? |
| 4 | Man is like a breath, his days are like a passing shadow. |