Psalm 144 Train My Hands For War

Psalm 144

1 Blessed be the Lord, my rock,
who trains my hands for war,
and my fingers for battle;
2 he is my steadfast love and my fortress,
my stronghold and my deliverer,
my shield and he in whom I take refuge,

3 O Lord, what is man that you regard him,
or the son of man that you think of him?
4 Man is like a breath;
his days are like a passing shadow.

5 Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down!
Touch the mountains so that they smoke!

Father, train my hands for war and my fingers for the battle that is before me. I don't know how to fight this war against the darkness, but you do, and you have already defeated it!!! Just put me in line where I need to be, and touch the mountains so that they smoke, and I will follow your lead. Let me see your power in this ministry being formed. Give us your vision, Lord, your love, your hope, and your light. For YOU are all we have to offer people! Who am I, Lord, that you think of me? Even so, use me!