In Context

1 Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:

2 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 Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?

4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.

5 Part your heavens, Yahweh, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.

Psalm 144:3 in Other Translations