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44:1 To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah. We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us, what deeds thou didst perform in their days, in the days of old: 44:2 thou with thy own hand didst drive out the nations, but them thou didst plant;thou didst afflict the peoples, but them thou didst set free; 44:3 for not by their own sword did they win the land, nor did their own arm give them victory;but thy right hand, and thy arm, and the light of thy countenance;for thou didst delight in them. 44:4 Thou art my King and my God, who ordainest victories for Jacob. 44:5 Through thee we push down our foes;through thy name we tread down our assailants. 44:6 For not in my bow do I trust, nor can my sword save me. 44:7 But thou hast saved us from our foes, and hast put to confusion those who hate us. 44:8 In God we have boasted continually, and we will give thanks to thy name for ever. [Selah] 44:9 Yet thou hast cast us off and abased us, and hast not gone out with our armies. 44:10 Thou hast made us turn back from the foe;and our enemies have gotten spoil. 44:11 Thou hast made us like sheep for slaughter, and hast scattered us among the nations. 44:12 Thou hast sold thy people for a trifle, demanding no high price for them. 44:13 Thou hast made us the taunt of our neighbors, the derision and scorn of those about us. 44:14 Thou hast made us a byword among the nations, a laughingstock among the peoples. 44:15 All day long my disgrace is before me, and shame has covered my face, 44:16 at the words of the taunters and revilers, at the sight of the enemy and the avenger. 44:17 All this has come upon us, though we have not forgotten thee, or been false to thy covenant. 44:18 Our heart has not turned back, nor have our steps departed from thy way, 44:19 that thou shouldst have broken us in the place of jackals, and covered us with deep darkness. 44:20 If we had forgotten the name of our God, or spread forth our hands to a strange god, 44:21 would not God discover this? For he knows the secrets of the heart. 44:22 Nay, for thy sake we are slain all the day long, and accounted as sheep for the slaughter. 44:23 Rouse thyself! Why sleepest thou, O Lord? Awake! Do not cast us off for ever! 44:24 Why dost thou hide thy face? Why dost thou forget our affliction and oppression? 44:25 For our soul is bowed down to the dust;our body cleaves to the ground. 44:26 Rise up, come to our help! Deliver us for the sake of thy steadfast love! 44:27