Psalms 44:1-9

¹To the chief music-maker. Of the sons of Korah Maschil. It has come to our ears, O God, our fathers have given us the story, of the works which you did in their days, in the old times,

²Uprooting the nations with your hand, and planting our fathers in their place; cutting down the nations, but increasing the growth of your people.

³For they did not make the land theirs by their swords, and it was not their arms which kept them safe; but your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your face, because you had pleasure in them.

⁴You are my King and my God; ordering salvation for Jacob.

⁵Through you will we overcome our haters; by your name will they be crushed under our feet who are violent against us.

⁶I will not put faith in my bow, my sword will not be my salvation.

⁷But it is you who have been our saviour from those who were against us, and have put to shame those who had hate for us.

⁸Our pride is in God at all times, to his name we give praise for ever. (Selah.)

⁹But now you have sent us away from you, and put us to shame; you do not go out with our armies.