Psalm 144

“Of David. Blessed [be] Jehovah my rock, training my hands to fight, my fingers for the battle. My mercy and my fortress, my high place, and my deliverer for me; my shield and he in whom I trust, the subduer of my people under me. Jehovah, what [is] man, that (and) thou shouldest know him, son of man, that thou shouldest think of him? Man is like the breath, his days as a shadow passing by. Jehovah, bow thy heavens and come down; touch (on) the mountains, and they smoke. Lighten lightnings, and scatter them; send thine arrows, and discomfit them. Stretch (send) thy hands from above; rescue me and deliver me out of great waters from hand of aliens (sons of strangeness); whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood. O God, a new song I will sing to thee; with a ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms to thee, the giver of salvation to the kings, the rescuer of David his servant from an evil sword. Rescue me and deliver me from hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood; that our sons [be] as plants grown up in their youth, our daughters as cornerstones hewn the fashion of a palace; our granaries full, affording from kind to kind; our sheep bearing thousands, bearing ten thousands in our fields; our oxen laden; there is no breach and no loss, and no outcry in our streets. Blessed the people to which [it is] thus! Blessed the people whose God [is] Jehovah” (vers. 1-15)!
Next comes “Praise” or the new song purposed in Psa. 144, an alphabetic construction, omitting Nun (the Hebrew N).