Their idols are made of silver and gold – they are man-made.

The Lord repaid me for my godly deeds; he rewarded my blameless behavior.

He trains my hands for battle; my arms can bend even the strongest bow.

Each one will be handed over to the sword; their corpses will be eaten by jackals.

Then I would quickly subdue their enemies, and attack their adversaries.”

My hand will support him, and my arm will strengthen him.

The nations’ idols are made of silver and gold, they are man-made.

I spread my hands out to you in prayer; my soul thirsts for you in a parched land.

The Lord rewarded me for my godly deeds; he took notice of my blameless behavior.

Yes, wild dogs surround me – a gang of evil men crowd around me; like a lion they pin my hands and feet.

Hear my plea for mercy when I cry out to you for help, when I lift my hands toward your holy temple!

By David. The Lord, my protector, deserves praise – the one who trains my hands for battle, and my fingers for war,

In my time of trouble I sought the Lord. I kept my hand raised in prayer throughout the night. I refused to be comforted.