Psalms 44:1-8

¹For the Chief Musician. By the sons of Korah. A contemplative psalm. We have heard with our ears, God; our fathers have told us what work you did in their days, in the days of old.

²You drove out the nations with your hand, but you planted them. You afflicted the peoples, but you spread them abroad.

³For they didn’t get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them.

⁴God, you are my King. Command victories for Jacob!

⁵Through you, we will push down our adversaries. Through your name, we will tread down those who rise up against us.

⁶For I will not trust in my bow, neither will my sword save me.

⁷But you have saved us from our adversaries, and have shamed those who hate us.

⁸In God we have made our boast all day long. We will give thanks to your name forever. Selah.