1 We have heard with our ears, O God: our
fathers have told us the works that thou hast done
in their days, in the old time:
2 How thou hast driven out the heathen with
thine hand, and planted them: how thou hast destroyed
the people, and caused them to grow.
3 For they inherited not the land 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 didst favor them.
4 Thou art my king, O God: send help unto
5 Through thee have we thrust back our adversaries:
by thy Name have we trodden down them
that rose up against us.
6 For I do not trust in my bow, neither can my
sword save me.
7 But thou hast saved us from our adversaries,
and hast put them to confusion that hate us.
8 Therefore will we praise God continually, and
will confess thy Name forever. Selah.
9 But now thou art far off, and puttest us to
confusion, and goest not forth with our armies.
10 Thou makest us to turn back from the adversary,
and they which hate us, spoil for themselves.
11 Thou givest us as sheep to be eaten, and dost
scatter us among the nations.
12 Thou sellest thy people without gain, and dost
not increase their price.
13 Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbors,
a jest and laughing stock to them that are round
14 Thou makest us a proverb among the nations,
and a nodding of the head among the people.
15 My confusion is daily before me, and the shame
of my face hath covered me,
16 For the voice of the slanderer and rebuker, for
the enemy and avenger.
17 All this is come upon us, yet do we not forget thee,
neither deal we falsely concerning thy covenant.
18 Our heart is not turned back: neither our steps
gone out of thy paths,
19 Albeit thou hast smitten us down into the
place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow
20 If we have forgotten the Name of our God,
and held up our hands to a strange god,
21 Shall not God search this out? for he knoweth
the secrets of the heart.
22 Surely for thy sake are we slain continually,
and are counted as sheep for the slaughter.
23 Up, why sleepest thou, O Lord? awake, be not
far off forever.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face? and forgettest
our misery and our affliction?
25 For our soul is beaten down unto the dust:
our belly cleaveth to the ground.
26 Rise up for our succor, and redeem us for thy