Psalm 44
Former Deliverances
and Present Troubles |
To the chief Musician for the
sons of Korah, Maschil. |
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We have heard with our ears, O God,
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our fathers have told us, |
what work thou didst in their days, |
in the times of
old. |
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How thou didst drive out the
heathen with thy hand,
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and plantedst them; |
how thou didst afflict the people, |
and cast them
out. |
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For they got not the land in possession
by their own sword,
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neither did their own arm save them: |
but thy right hand, and thine arm, |
and the light of thy countenance, |
because thou hadst a favor unto them.
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Thou art my King, O God:
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command deliverances for
Jacob. |
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5 |
Through thee will we push down our
enemies:
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through thy name will we tread them under that rise
up against
us. |
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For I will not trust in my bow,
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neither shall my sword save
me. |
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But thou hast saved us from our
enemies,
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and hast put them to shame that hated
us. |
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8 |
In God we boast all the day long,
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and praise thy name for ever.
Selah. |
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9 |
But thou hast cast off, and put us to
shame;
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and goest not forth with our
armies. |
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10 |
Thou makest us to turn back from the
enemy:
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and they which hate us spoil for
themselves. |
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Thou hast given us like sheep appointed for meat;
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and hast scattered us among the
heathen. |
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12 |
Thou sellest thy people for nought,
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and dost not increase thy wealth by their
price.
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13 |
Thou makest us a reproach to our
neighbors,
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a scorn and a derision to them that are round about
us. |
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14 |
Thou makest us a byword among the
heathen,
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a shaking of the head among the
people. |
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15 |
My confusion is continually before
me,
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and the shame of my face hath covered
me, |
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for the voice of him that reproacheth and
blasphemeth;
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by reason of the enemy and avenger.
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All this is come upon us;
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yet have we not forgotten thee, |
neither have we dealt falsely in thy
covenant. |
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18 |
Our heart is not turned back,
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neither have our steps declined from thy
way; |
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though thou hast sore broken us in the
place of dragons,
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and covered us with the shadow of death.
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If we have forgotten the name of our
God,
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or stretched out our hands to a strange
god; |
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shall not God search this out?
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For he knoweth the secrets of the
heart. |
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Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the
day long;
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we are counted as sheep for the slaughter. Rom.
8.36
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23 |
Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord?
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Arise, cast us not off for
ever. |
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24 |
Wherefore hidest thou thy face,
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and forgettest our affliction and our
oppression? |
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25 |
For our soul is bowed down to the
dust:
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our belly cleaveth unto the
earth. |
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Arise for our help,
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and redeem us for thy mercies'
sake. |
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