| 1 | To the Chief Musician. A Contemplation of the sons of Korah. We have heard with our ears, O God, Our fathers have told us, The deeds You did in their days, In days of old: | |
| 2 | You drove out the nations with Your hand, But them You planted; You afflicted the peoples, and cast them out. | |
| 3 | For they did not gain possession of the land by their own sword, Nor did their own arm save them; But it was Your right hand, Your arm, and the light of Your countenance, Because You favored them. | |
| 4 | You are my King, O God; Command victories for Jacob. | |
| 5 | Through You we will push down our enemies; Through Your name we will trample those who rise up against us. | |
| 6 | For I will not trust in my bow, Nor shall my sword save me. | |
| 7 | But You have saved us from our enemies, And have put to shame those who hated us. | |
| 8 | In God we boast all day long, And praise Your name forever. Selah | |
| 9 | But You have cast us off and put us to shame, And You do not go out with our armies. | |
| 10 | You make us turn back from the enemy, And those who hate us have taken spoil for themselves. | |
| 11 | You have given us up like sheep intended for food, And have scattered us among the nations. | |
| 12 | You sell Your people for next to nothing, And are not enriched by selling them. | |
| 13 | You make us a reproach to our neighbors, A scorn and a derision to those all around us. | |
| 14 | You make us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples. | |
| 15 | My dishonor is continually before me, And the shame of my face has covered me, | |
| 16 | Because of the voice of him who reproaches and reviles, Because of the enemy and the avenger. | |
| 17 | All this has come upon us; But we have not forgotten You, Nor have we dealt falsely with Your covenant. | |
| 18 | Our heart has not turned back, Nor have our steps departed from Your way; | |
| 19 | But You have severely broken us in the place of jackals, And covered us with the shadow of death. | |
| 20 | If we had forgotten the name of our God, Or stretched out our hands to a foreign god, | |
| 21 | Would not God search this out? For He knows the secrets of the heart. | |
| 22 | Yet for Your sake we are killed all day long; We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter. | |
| 23 | Awake! Why do You sleep, O Lord? Arise! Do not cast us off forever. | |
| 24 | Why do You hide Your face, And forget our affliction and our oppression? | |
| 25 | For our soul is bowed down to the dust; Our body clings to the ground. | |
| 26 | Arise for our help, And redeem us for Your mercies' sake. | |