Psalm 144
Ink on beechwood, 88.5 x 2.5 x 35.5cm, 2015
| 1 Of David. Blessed is the Lord, my Rock, Who trains my hands for battle, my fingers for war. | א לְדָוִד | בָּרוּךְ יְהֹוָה | צוּרִי הַמְלַמֵּד יָדַי לַקְרָב אֶצְבְּעוֹתַי לַמִּלְחָמָה | |
| 2 My kindness and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield in Whom I take refuge, Who flattens peoples beneath me. | ב חַסְדִּי וּמְצוּדָתִי מִשְׂגַּבִּי וּמְפַלְטִי לִי מָגִנִּי וּבוֹ חָסִיתִי הָרֹדֵד עַמִּי תַחְתָּי | |
| 3 O Lord, what is man that You should know him, the son of man, that You should consider him? | ג יְהֹוָה מָה אָדָם וַתֵּדָעֵהוּ בֶּן אֱנוֹשׁ וַתְּחַשְּׁבֵהוּ | |
| 4 Man is like a breath; his days are as a fleeting shadow. | ד אָדָם לַהֶבֶל דָּמָה יָמָיו כְּצֵל עוֹבֵר |
Psalm 144 contains 130 words. It is a portrait of myself. I always feel being a fighter, the world is beautiful but there are endless challenges, only by overcoming these difficulties we are able to see the wondrous side of the world. Reading and copying Psalm 144 gave me the strength to continue my days.
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CAROL MAN 