For the choir director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. 1O God, we have heard with our ears, 2Thou with Thine own hand didst drive out the nations; 3For by their own sword they did not possess the land; 4Thou art my King, O God; 5Through Thee we will push back our adversaries; 6For I will not trust in my bow, 7But Thou hast saved us from our adversaries, 8In God we have boasted all day long, 9Yet Thou hast rejected us and brought us to dishonor, 10Thou dost cause us to turn back from the adversary; 11Thou dost give us as sheep to be eaten, 12Thou dost sell Thy people cheaply, 13Thou dost make us a reproach to our neighbors, 14Thou dost make us a byword among the nations, 15All day long my dishonor is before me, 16Because of the voice of him who reproaches and reviles, 17All this has come upon us, but we have not forgotten Thee, 18Our heart has not turned back, 19Yet Thou hast crushed us in a place of jackals, 20If we had forgotten the name of our God, 21Would not God find this out? 22But for Thy sake we are killed all day long; 23Arouse Thyself, why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? 24Why dost Thou hide Thy face, 25For our soul has sunk down into the dust; 26Rise up, be our help, New American Standard Bible Copyright © 1960, 1962, 1963, 1968, 1971, 1972, 1973, 1975, 1977, 1995 by The Lockman Foundation, La Habra, Calif. All rights reserved. For Permission to Quote Information visit http://www.lockman.org Bible Hub |