070) Psalm 44

Psalm 44 To the chief Musician, for the sons of Korah, Maschil.

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1 We with our ears have heard, O God, our fathers have us told, what works thou diddest in their days, in former days of old.

2 How thy hand drave the heathen out, and them thou planted hast; how thou the people didst afflict, and thou didst them out cast.

3 For they got not by their own sword the lands possession, neither yet was it their own arm wrought their salvation: but thy right hand, thine arm also, thy countenance’s light, because that of thine own good will thou didst in them delight.

4 Thou art my King, O mighty God, thou dost the same endure: do thou for Jacob by command deliverances procure.

5 Through thee as with a horn we will push down our enemies: through thy name will we tread them down that up against us rise.

6 Because that I will in no wise any affiance have upon my bow, neither is it my sword that shall me save.

7 But from our enemies us thou sav’d, and put our foes to shame.

8 In God we boast all the day long, and for aye praise thy name. Selah.