^{1 Ref} Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, `And' my fingers to fight:

^{2 Ref} My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.

^{3 Ref} Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?

^{1 Ref} > Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, Who teaches my hands to war, And my fingers to battle:

^{2 Ref} My loving kindness, my fortress, My high tower, my deliverer, My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdues my people under me.

^{3 Ref} Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?

^{1 Ref} <A Psalm. Of David.> Praise be to the God of my strength, teaching my hands the use of the sword, and my fingers the art of fighting:

^{2 Ref} He is my strength, and my Rock; my high tower, and my saviour; my keeper and my hope: he gives me authority over my people.

^{3 Ref} Lord, what is man, that you keep him in mind? or the son of man that you take him into account?