Psalm 44

¹To the Overseer. — By sons of Korah. An Instruction. O God, with our ears we have heard, Our fathers have recounted to us, The work Thou didst work in their days, In the days of old.

²Thou, [with] Thy hand, nations hast dispossessed. And Thou dost plant them. Thou afflictest peoples, and sendest them away.

³For, not by their sword Possessed they the land, And their arm gave not salvation to them, But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, And the light of Thy countenance, Because Thou hadst accepted them.

⁴Thou [art] He, my king, O God, Command the deliverances of Jacob.

⁵By Thee our adversaries we do push, By Thy name tread down our withstanders,

⁶For, not in my bow do I trust, And my sword doth not save me.

⁷For Thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And those hating us Thou hast put to shame.

⁸In God we have boasted all the day, And Thy name to the age we thank. Selah.

⁹In anger Thou hast cast off and causest us to blush, And goest not forth with our hosts.

¹⁰Thou causest us to turn backward from an adversary, And those hating us, Have spoiled for themselves.

¹¹Thou makest us food like sheep, And among nations Thou hast scattered us.

¹²Thou sellest Thy people — without wealth, And hast not become great by their price.

¹³Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a reproach to our surrounders.