Psalm 43

Unto the end: understanding for the sons of Korah.

We have heard with our ears, O God, for our fathers have told us, what work Thou didst in their days, in the days of old.
Thine hand didst destroy the heathen, and Thou plantedst them in their stead; Thou didst bring evils upon those peoples, and cast them out.
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.
Thou art Thyself my King and my God, that commandest the salvation of Jacob.
Through Thee shall the horn of our strength push down our enemies, and through Thy name will we bring them to nought that rise up against us.
For I will not hope in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.
For Thou hast saved us from them that afflict us, and hast put them to shame that hated us.
In God shall we boast all the day long, and in Thy name shall we give praise for ever.
But now Thou hast cast us off, and put us to shame; and Thou, O God wilt not go forth with our armies.
Thou hast made us to turn back before our enemies, and they which hated us spoiled for themselves.
Thou hast given us like sheep appointed to be eaten, and hast scattered us among the heathen.
Thou hast sold Thy people for nought, and there was no profit in our selling.
Thou hast made us a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
Thou hast made us a byword among the heathen, a shaking of the head among the peoples.
All the day long my disgrace is before me, and the shame of my face hath covered me, For the voice of him that reproacheth and revileth, by reason of the enemy and pursuer.
All this is come upon us, yet have we not forgotten Thee, neither have we dealt unrighteously in Thy covenant.
And our heart is not turned back, but Thou hast turned aside our paths from Thy ways.

For Thou hast humbled us in a place of affliction, and the shadow of death hath covered us.
If we have forgotten the name of our God, and if we have stretched out our hands to a strange god, Shall not God search this out? for He knoweth the secrets of the heart.
For Thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter.
Awake, why sleepest Thou, O Lord? arise, and cast us not off for ever.
Wherefore turnest Thou Thy face away? forgettest Thou our poverty and affliction? For our soul is brought down to the dust; our belly hath cleaved unto the earth.
Arise, O Lord, help us, and redeem us for Thy name’s sake.