Salmos 44

1 «To the chief Musician for the sons of Korah, Maschil.» 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.

2 [How] thou didst drive out the heathen with thy hand, and plantedst them; [how] thou didst afflict the people, and cast them out.

3 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.

4 Thou art my King, O God: command deliverances for Jacob.

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

6 For I do not trust in my bowe, neither can my sworde saue me.

7 But thou hast saued vs from our aduersaries, and hast put them to confusion that hate vs.

8 Therefore will wee praise God continually, and will confesse thy Name for euer. Selah.

9 But thou hast cast off, and put us to shame; and goest not forth with our armies.

10 Thou makest vs to turne backe fro the aduersary, & they, which hate vs, spoile for theselues.

11 Thou hast given us like sheep [appointed] for meat; and hast scattered us among the heathen.

12 Thou sellest thy people for nought, and dost not increase [thy wealth] by their price.

13 Thou makest vs a reproche to our neighbours, a iest and a laughing stocke to them that are round about vs.

14 Thou makest vs a prouerbe among the nations, & a nodding 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.

17 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 backe: neither our steps gone out of thy paths,

19 Albeit thou hast smitten vs downe into the place of dragons, and couered vs with the shadow of death.

20 If we have forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a strange god;

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.

23 Vp, why sleepest thou, O Lord? awake, be not farre off for euer.

24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face? and forgettest our miserie and our affliction?

25 For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth.

26 Arise for our help, and redeem us for thy mercies' sake.