An audio Psalm a day set to classical music.
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Psalm 44 - To the chief Musician
for the sons of Korah, Maschil.
We have heard with our ears, O God, our
fathers have told us, what work thou
didst in their days, in the times of old.
How thou didst drive out the
heathen with thy hand, and plantedst
them; how thou didst afflict
the people, and cast them out.
For they got not the land in possession by
their own sword, neither did their own arm
save them: but thy right hand, and thine
arm, and the light of thy countenance,
because thou hadst a favour unto them.
Thou art my King, O God:
command deliverances for Jacob.
Through thee will we push down our
enemies: through thy name will we tread
them under that rise up against us.
For I will not trust in my bow,
neither shall my sword save me.
But thou hast saved us from our enemies,
and hast put them to shame that hated us.
In God we boast all the day long,
and praise thy name for ever.
Selah.
But thou hast cast off, and
put us to shame; and goest
not forth with our armies.
Thou makest us to turn back
from the enemy: and they which
hate us spoil for themselves.
Thou hast given us like sheep
appointed for meat; and hast
scattered us among the heathen.
Thou sellest thy people for
nought, and dost not increase
thy wealth by their price.
Thou makest us a reproach to our
neighbours, a scorn and a derision
to them that are round about us.
Thou makest us a byword among the heathen,
a shaking of the head among the people.
My confusion is continually before me,
and the shame of my face hath covered me,
For the voice of him that
reproacheth and blasphemeth; by
reason of the enemy and avenger.
All this is come upon us; yet have
we not forgotten thee, neither have
we dealt falsely in thy covenant.
Our heart is not turned back, neither
have our steps declined from thy way;
Though thou hast sore broken us in
the place of dragons, and covered
us with the shadow of death.
If we have forgotten the name
of our God, or stretched out
our hands to a strange god;
Shall not God search this out?
for he knoweth the secrets of the heart.
Yea, for thy sake are we killed
all the day long; we are counted
as sheep for the slaughter.
Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord?
arise, cast us not off for ever.
Wherefore hidest thou thy
face, and forgettest our
affliction and our oppression?
For our soul is bowed down to the dust:
our belly cleaveth unto the earth.
our help, and redeem us
for thy mercies' sake.