To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. An Instruction.
O God, with our ears we have heard, Our fathers have
recounted to us, The work Thou didst work in their days, In the days of old.
Thou, with Thy hand, nations hast dispossessed. And
Thou dost plant them. Thou afflictest peoples, and sendest them away.
For, not by their sword Possessed they the land, And their
arm gave not salvation to them, But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, And the
light of Thy countenance, Because Thou hadst accepted them.
Thou art He, my king, O God, Command the deliverances
By Thee our adversaries we do push, By Thy name tread down
For, not in my bow do I trust, And my sword doth not save
For Thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And those
hating us Thou hast put to shame.
In God we have boasted all the day, And Thy name to the age
we thank. Selah.
In anger Thou hast cast off and causest us to blush, And
goest not forth with our hosts.
Thou causest us to turn backward from an adversary, And
those hating us, Have spoiled for themselves.
Thou makest us food like sheep, And among nations Thou hast
Thou sellest Thy people -- without wealth, And hast not
become great by their price.
Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a
reproach to our surrounders.
Thou makest us a simile among nations, A shaking of the head
All the day my confusion is before me, And the shame
of my face hath covered me.
Because of the voice of a reproacher and reviler, Because of
an enemy and a self-avenger.
All this met us, and we did not forget Thee, Nor have we
dealt falsely in Thy covenant.
We turn not backward our heart, Nor turn aside doth our step
from Thy path.
But Thou hast smitten us in a place of dragons, And dost
cover us over with death-shade.
If we have forgotten the name of our God, And spread our
hands to a strange God,
Doth not God search out this? For He knoweth the secrets of
Surely, for Thy sake we have been slain all the day,
Reckoned as sheep of the slaughter.
Stir up -- why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? Awake, cast us not
off for ever.
Why Thy face hidest Thou? Thou forgettest our afflictions
and our oppression,
For bowed to the dust hath our soul, Cleaved to the earth
hath our belly.
Arise, a help to us, And ransom us for thy kindness' sake.