< Psalms 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.
In finem, Filiis Core ad intellectum.
2 [How] thou didst drive out the heathen with thy hand, and plantedst them; [how] thou didst afflict the people, and cast them out.
Deus auribus nostris audivimus: patres nostri annunciaverunt nobis. Opus, quod operatus es in diebus eorum: et in diebus antiquis.
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.
Manus tua gentes disperdidit, et plantasti eos: afflixisti populos, et expulisti eos:
4 Thou art my King, O God: command deliverances for Jacob.
Nec enim in gladio suo possederunt terram, et brachium eorum non salvavit eos: Sed dextera tua, et brachium tuum, et illuminatio vultus tui: quoniam complacuisti in eis.
5 Through thee will we push down our enemies: through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.
Tu es ipse rex meus et Deus meus: qui mandas salutes Iacob.
6 For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.
In te inimicos nostros ventilabimus cornu, et in nomine tuo spernemus insurgentes in nobis.
7 But thou hast saved us from our enemies, and hast put them to shame that hated us.
Non enim in arcu meo sperabo: et gladius meus non salvabit me.
8 In God we boast all the day long, and praise thy name for ever. (Selah)
Salvasti enim nos de affligentibus nos: et odientes nos confudisti.
9 But thou hast cast off, and put us to shame; and goest not forth with our armies.
In Deo laudabimur tota die: et in nomine tuo confitebimur in sæculum.
10 Thou makest us to turn back from the enemy: and they which hate us spoil for themselves.
Nunc autem repulisti et confudisti nos: et non egredieris Deus in virtutibus nostris.
11 Thou hast given us like sheep [appointed] for meat; and hast scattered us among the heathen.
Avertisti nos retrorsum post inimicos nostros: et qui oderunt nos, diripiebant sibi.
12 Thou sellest thy people for nought, and dost not increase [thy wealth] by their price.
Dedisti nos tamquam oves escarum: et in gentibus dispersisti nos.
13 Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and a derision to them that are round about us.
Vendidisti populum tuum sine pretio: et non fuit multitudo in commutationibus eorum.
14 Thou makest us a byword among the heathen, a shaking of the head among the people.
Posuisti nos opprobrium vicinis nostris, subsannationem et derisum his, qui sunt in circuitu nostro.
15 My confusion [is] continually before me, and the shame of my face hath covered me,
Posuisti nos in similitudinem Gentibus: commotionem capitis in populis.
16 For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth; by reason of the enemy and avenger.
Tota die verecundia mea contra me est, et confusio faciei meæ cooperuit me.
17 All this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee, neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant.
A voce exprobrantis, et obloquentis: a facie inimici, et persequentis.
18 Our heart is not turned back, neither have our steps declined from thy way;
Hæc omnia venerunt super nos, nec obliti sumus te: et inique non egimus in testamento tuo.
19 Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.
Et non recessit retro cor nostrum: et declinasti semitas nostras a via tua:
20 If we have forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a strange god;
Quoniam humiliasti nos in loco afflictionis, et cooperuit nos umbra mortis.
21 Shall not God search this out? for he knoweth the secrets of the heart.
Si obliti sumus nomen Dei nostri, et si expandimus manus nostras ad deum alienum:
22 Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter.
Nonne Deus requiret ista? ipse enim novit abscondita cordis. Quoniam propter te mortificamur tota die: æstimati sumus sicut oves occisionis.
23 Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, cast [us] not off for ever.
Exurge, quare obdormis Domine? exurge, et ne repellas in finem.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, [and] forgettest our affliction and our oppression?
Quare faciem tuam avertis, oblivisceris inopiæ nostræ et tribulationis nostræ?
25 For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth.
Quoniam humiliata est in pulvere anima nostra: conglutinatus est in terra venter noster.
26 Arise for our help, and redeem us for thy mercies’ sake.
Exurge Domine, adiuva nos: et redime nos propter nomen tuum.

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