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| 1. | To the chief Musician for the sons of Korah, Maschil. |
| 2. | We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us, what work thou didst in their days, in the times of old. |
| 3. | How thou didst drive out the heathen with thy hand, and didst plant them; how thou didst afflict the people, and cast them out. |
| 4. | For they obtained not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thy arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favor to them. |
| 5. | Thou art my King, O God: command deliverances for Jacob. |
| 6. | Through thee will we push down our enemies: through thy name we will tread them under that rise up against us. |
| 7. | For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me. |
| 8. | But thou hast saved us from our enemies, and hast put them to shame that hated us. |
| 9. | In God we boast all the day long, and praise thy name for ever. Selah. |
| 10. | But thou hast cast off, and put us to shame; and goest not forth with our armies. |
| 11. | Thou makest us to turn back from the enemy: and they who hate us plunder for themselves. |
| 12. | Thou hast given us like sheep appointed for food; and hast scattered us among the heathen. |
| 13. | Thou sellest thy people for naught, and dost not increase thy wealth by their price. |
| 14. | Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and a derision to them that are around us. |
| 15. | Thou makest us a by-word among the heathen, a shaking of the head among the people. |
| 16. | My confusion is continually before me, and the shame of my face hath covered me, |
| 17. | For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth; by reason of the enemy and avenger. |
| 18. | All this is come upon us; yet we have not forgotten thee, neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant. |
| 19. | Our heart is not turned back, neither have our steps declined from thy way; |
| 20. | Though thou hast severely broke us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shades of death. |
| 21. | If we have forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a strange god; |
| 22. | Will not God search out this? for he knoweth the secrets of the heart. |
| 23. | Yes, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter. |
| 24. | Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, cast us not off for ever. |
| 25. | Why hidest thou thy face, and forgettest our affliction and our oppression? |
| 26. | For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth to the earth. |
| 27. | Arise for our help, and redeem us for thy mercies' sake. |