44 1 We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us,
what deeds you performed in their days, in the days of old:
44 2 you with your own hand, drive out the nations, but them you planted;
you afflicted the peoples, but you set them free;
44 3 for not by their own sword did they win the land,
nor did their own arm give them victory;
but your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your countenance;
for you delighted in them.
44 4 You are my King and my God,
who ordains victories for Jacob.
44 5 Through you we push down our foes;
through your 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 you have saved us from our foes,
and have put to confusion those who hate us.
44 8 In God we have boasted continually,
and we will give thanks to your name for ever. Selah
44 9 Yet you have cast us off and abased us,
and have not gone out with our armies.
44 10 You have made us turn back from the foe;
and our enemies have gotten spoil.
44 11 You have made us like sheep for slaughter,
and have scattered us among the nations.
44 12 You have sold your people for a trifle,
demanding no high price for them.
44 13 You have made us the taunt of our neighbours,
the derision and scorn of those about us.
44 14 You have 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 you,
or been false to your covenant.
44 18 Our heart has not turned back,
nor have our steps departed from your way,
44 19 that you should 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 your sake we are slain all the day long,
and accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
44 23 Rouse yourself! Why do you sleep, O Yahweh?
Awake! Do not cast us off for ever!
44 24 Why do you hide your face?
Why do you 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 your steadfast love!