Psm44:1 We have heard with our ears, O God, Our fathers have told us, What work thou didst in their days, In the days of old.
Psm44:2 Thou didst drive out the nations with thy hand; But them thou didst plant: Thou didst afflict the peoples; But them thou didst spread abroad.
Psm44:3 For 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.
Psm44:4 Thou art my King, O God: Command deliverance for Jacob.
Psm44:5 Through thee will we push down our adversaries: Through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.
Psm44:6 For I will not trust in my bow, Neither shall my sword save me.
Psm44:7 But thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And hast put them to shame that hate us.
Psm44:8 In God have we made our boast all the day long, And we will give thanks unto thy name for ever. [Selah]
Psm44:9 But now thou hast cast [us] off, and brought us to dishonor, And goest not forth with our hosts.
Psm44:10 Thou makest us to turn back from the adversary; And they that hate us take spoil for themselves.
Psm44:11 Thou hast made us like sheep [appointed] for food, And hast scattered us among the nations.
Psm44:12 Thou sellest thy people for nought, And hast not increased [thy wealth] by their price.
Psm44:13 Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and a derision to them that are round about us.
Psm44:14 Thou makest us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples.
Psm44:15 All the day long is my dishonor before me, And the shame of my face hath covered me,
Psm44:16 For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth, By reason of the enemy and the avenger.
Psm44:17 All this is come upon us; Yet have we not forgotten thee, Neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant.
Psm44:18 Our heart is not turned back, Neither have our steps declined from thy way,
Psm44:19 That thou hast sore broken us in the place of jackals, And covered us with the shadow of death.
Psm44:20 If we have forgotten the name of our God, Or spread forth our hands to a strange god;
Psm44:21 Will not God search this out? For he knoweth the secrets of the heart.
Psm44:22 Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
Psm44:23 Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? Arise, cast [us] not off for ever.
Psm44:24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And forgettest our affliction and our oppression?
Psm44:25 For our soul is bowed down to the dust: Our body cleaveth unto the earth.
Psm44:26 Rise up for our help, And redeem us for thy lovingkindness' sake.
Psm44:27 My heart overfloweth with a goodly matter; I speak the things which I have made touching the king: My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.