To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah.
4You are my King and my God,
who ordains victories for Jacob.
5Through you we push down our foes;
through your name we tread down our assailants.
6For not in my bow do I trust,
nor can my sword save me.
7But you have saved us from our foes,
and have put to confusion those who hate us.
8In God we have boasted continually,
and we will give thanks to your name for ever. Selah
9Yet you have cast us off and abased us,
and have not gone out with our armies.
10You have made us turn back from the foe;
and our enemies have gotten spoil.
11You have made us like sheep for slaughter,
and have scattered us among the nations.
12You have sold your people for a trifle,
demanding no high price for them.
13You have made us the taunt of our neighbours,
the derision and scorn of those about us.
14You have made us a byword among the nations,
a laughingstock among the peoples.
15All day long my disgrace is before me,
and shame has covered my face,
16at the words of the taunters and revilers,
at the sight of the enemy and the avenger.
17All this has come upon us, though we have not forgotten you,
or been false to your covenant.
18Our heart has not turned back,
nor have our steps departed from your way,
19that you should have broken us in the place of jackals,
and covered us with deep darkness.
20If we had forgotten the name of our God,
or spread forth our hands to a strange god,
21would not God discover this?
For he knows the secrets of the heart.
22Nay, for your sake we are slain all the day long,
and accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
23Rouse yourself! Why do you sleep, O Yahweh?
Awake! Do not cast us off for ever!
24Why do you hide your face?
Why do you forget our affliction and oppression?
25For our soul is bowed down to the dust;
our body cleaves to the ground.
26Rise up, come to our help!
Deliver us for the sake of your steadfast love!
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