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Chapter 44 |
| 1 | We have heard
with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us, what work thou didst in their
days, in the times of old. |
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2 | How thou didst drive out the heathen
with thy hand, and plantedst them; how thou didst afflict the people, and cast
them out. |
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| For they got not the land in possession by their own
sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm,
and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.
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| 4 | Thou art my King, O God: command deliverances for Jacob. |
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Through thee will we push down our enemies: through thy name will we tread them
under that rise up against us. |
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6 | For I will not trust in my bow, neither
shall my sword save me. |
| 7 | But thou hast saved us from our enemies, and
hast put them to shame that hated us. |
| 8 | In God we boast all the day
long, and praise thy name for ever. Selah. |
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9 | But thou hast cast off,
and put us to shame; and goest not forth with our armies. |
| 10 | Thou
makest us to turn back from the enemy: and they which hate us spoil for
themselves. |
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11 | Thou hast given us like sheep appointed for meat;
and hast scattered us among the heathen. |
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12 | Thou sellest thy people
for nought, and dost not increase thy wealth by their price. |
| 13 | Thou
makest us a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and a derision to them that are
round about us. |
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14 | Thou makest us a byword among the heathen, a
shaking of the head among the people. |
| 15 | My confusion is continually
before me, and the shame of my face hath covered me, |
| 16 | For the
voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth; by reason of the enemy and
avenger. |
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| All this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee,
neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant. |
| 18 | Our heart is
not turned back, neither have our steps declined from thy way; |
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Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with
the shadow of death. |
| 20 | If we have forgotten the name of our God, or
stretched out our hands to a strange god; |
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21 | Shall not God search this
out? for he knoweth the secrets of the heart. |
| 22 | Yea, for thy
sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the
slaughter. |
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| Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, cast us not off
for ever. |
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| Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and forgettest our
affliction and our oppression? |
| 25 | For our soul is bowed down to
the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth. |
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26 | Arise for our help, and
redeem us for thy mercies' sake. |
