Psalms 44 (ASV) - Holy Bible

¹We have heard with our ears, O God, Our fathers have told us, What work thou didst in their days, In the days of old.

²Thou didst drive out the nations with thy hand; But them thou didst plant: Thou didst afflict the peoples; But them thou didst spread abroad.

³For they gat not the land in possession by their own sword, Neither did their own arm save them; But thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, Because thou wast favorable unto them.

⁴Thou art my King, O God: Command deliverance for Jacob.

⁵Through thee will we push down our adversaries: Through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.

⁶For I will not trust in my bow, Neither shall my sword save me.

⁷But thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And hast put them to shame that hate us.

⁸In God have we made our boast all the day long, And we will give thanks unto thy name for ever. Selah

⁹But now thou hast cast `us' off, and brought us to dishonor, And goest not forth with our hosts.

¹⁰Thou makest us to turn back from the adversary; And they that hate us take spoil for themselves.

¹¹Thou hast made us like sheep `appointed' for food, And hast scattered us among the nations.

¹²Thou sellest thy people for nought, And hast not increased `thy wealth' by their price.

¹³Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and a derision to them that are round about us.

¹⁴Thou makest us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples.

¹⁵All the day long is my dishonor before me, And the shame of my face hath covered me,

¹⁶For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth, By reason of the enemy and the avenger.

¹⁷All this is come upon us; Yet have we not forgotten thee, Neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant.

¹⁸Our heart is not turned back, Neither have our steps declined from thy way,

¹⁹That thou hast sore broken us in the place of jackals, And covered us with the shadow of death.

²⁰If we have forgotten the name of our God, Or spread forth our hands to a strange god;

²¹Will not God search this out? For he knoweth the secrets of the heart.

²²Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.

²³Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? Arise, cast `us' not off for ever.

²⁴Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And forgettest our affliction and our oppression?

²⁵For our soul is bowed down to the dust: Our body cleaveth unto the earth.

²⁶Rise up for our help, And redeem us for thy lovingkindness' sake. Psalm 45 For the Chief Musician; set to Shoshannim. `A Psalm' of the sons of Korah. Maschil. A Song of loves.