Psalms 44
1 For the music director. Of the sons of Korah. A maskil.
2 O God, we have heard with our own ears; our ancestors told us of the work you did in their days, in days long ago.
3 With your hand you drove out nations and planted our ancestors; you afflicted peoples and scattered them.
4 For it was not by their sword that they took possession of the land, nor did their own arm save them; it was your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, because you delighted in them.
5 You are my King, O God; command salvation for Jacob.
6 Through you we bring down our adversaries; by your name we trample those who rise against us.
7 For I do not trust in my bow, and my sword does not save me.
8 But you have saved us from our adversaries and put to shame those who hate us.
9 In God we boast all day long, and we will praise your name forever. Selah.
10 But you have rejected and humiliated us, and no longer go out with our armies.
11 You make us retreat before the enemy, and those who hate us plunder at will.
12 You hand us over like sheep to be slaughtered and scatter us among the nations.
13 You sell your people for nothing and gain no profit from their price.
14 You make us a disgrace to our neighbors, a joke and a mockery to those around us.
15 You make us a saying among the nations, a cause for the peoples to shake their heads.
16 All day long my humiliation is before me, and shame covers my face.
17 Because of the voice of one who insults and reviles, because of the enemy and the avenger.
18 All this has come upon us, yet we have not forgotten you or been unfaithful to your covenant.
19 Our heart has not turned back, and our steps have not strayed from your path.
20 Yet you have crushed us in the place of jackals and covered us with the shadow of death.
21 Have we forgotten the name of our God or raised our hands to a foreign god?
22 Would God not discover this? For he knows the secrets of the heart.
23 Yet for your sake we are killed all day long; we are regarded as sheep for slaughter.
24 Wake up! Why are you sleeping, Lord? Awake! Do not reject us forever.
25 Why do you hide your face and forget our affliction and oppression?
26 For our soul is bowed down to the dust; our belly clings to the ground.
27 Rise up to help us; redeem us for the sake of your steadfast love.
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