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29 lines
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Psalms.
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Chapter 44.
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For the Chief Musician. By the sons of Korah. A contemplative psalm. We have heard with our ears, God; our fathers have told us what work you did in their days, in the days of old.
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You drove out the nations with your hand, but you planted them. You afflicted the peoples, but you spread them abroad.
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For they didn’t get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them.
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God, you are my King. Command victories for Jacob!
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Through you, we will push down our adversaries. Through your name, we will tread down those who rise up against us.
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For I will not trust in my bow, neither will my sword save me.
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But you have saved us from our adversaries, and have shamed those who hate us.
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In God we have made our boast all day long. We will give thanks to your name forever. Selah.
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But now you rejected us, and brought us to dishonor, and don’t go out with our armies.
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You make us turn back from the adversary. Those who hate us take plunder for themselves.
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You have made us like sheep for food, and have scattered us among the nations.
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You sell your people for nothing, and have gained nothing from their sale.
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You make us a reproach to our neighbors, a scoffing and a derision to those who are around us.
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You make us a byword among the nations, a shaking of the head among the peoples.
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All day long my dishonor is before me, and shame covers my face,
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at the taunt of one who reproaches and verbally abuses, because of the enemy and the avenger.
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All this has come on us, yet we haven’t forgotten you. We haven’t been false to your covenant.
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Our heart has not turned back, neither have our steps strayed from your path,
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though you have crushed us in the haunt of jackals, and covered us with the shadow of death.
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If we have forgotten the name of our God, or spread out our hands to a strange god,
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won’t God search this out? For he knows the secrets of the heart.
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Yes, for your sake we are killed all day long. We are regarded as sheep for the slaughter.
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Wake up! Why do you sleep, Lord? Arise! Don’t reject us forever.
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Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?
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For our soul is bowed down to the dust. Our body clings to the earth.
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Rise up to help us. Redeem us for your loving kindness’ sake.
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