3For not by their own swords did they gain possession of the land, Nor did their own arms give them victory; But thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance; For thou didst favor them!
4Thou art my king, O God! O send deliverance to Jacob!
5Through thee we may cast down our enemies; Through thy name we may trample upon our adversaries!
6I trust not in my bow, Nor can my sword save me.
7But it is thou only who savest us from our enemies, And puttest to shame those who hate us!
8In God will we glory continually; Yea, we will praise thy name for ever! Pause.
9Yet now thou hast cast us off, and put us to shame; Thou goest not forth with our armies.
10Thou makest us turn back from the enemy, And they who hate us make our goods their prey.
11Thou makest us like sheep destined for food, And scatterest us among the nations.
12Thou sellest thy people for nought, And increasest not thy wealth by their price.
13Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbors, A scorn and a derision to those who are around us.
14Thou makest us a byword among the nations, And causest the people to shake their heads at us.
15My ignominy is continually before me, And shame covereth my face,
Psalms 44
Psalms 44:3-15