Lord is the Rock.

Blessed be the LORD my Rock,
Who trains my hands for war,
And my fingers for battle

My loving kindness and my fortress,
My high tower and my deliverer,
My shield and the One in whom I take refuge,
Who subdues my people[a] under me.

LORD, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?
Or the son of man, that You are mindful of him?

All your thoughts toward him are good thought, to prosper him and to help him have a future a Hope and prosperity.

Blessed be the Lord my Rock.