1For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of the sons of Korah. Maschil. We have heard with our ears, O 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 did not get the land in possession by their own sword, Neither did their own arm save them; But your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your countenance, Because you were favorable to them. 4You are my King, O God: Command deliverance for Jacob. 5Through you we will push down our adversaries: Through your name we will tread them under that 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 put them to shame that hate us. 8In God we have made our boast all the day long, And we will give thanks to your name forever. Selah. 9But now you have cast [us] off, and brought us to dishonor, And don't go forth with our hosts. 10You make us to turn back from the adversary; And those who hate us take spoil for themselves. 11You have made us like sheep [appointed] for food, And have scattered us among the nations. 12You sell your people for nothing, And have not increased [your wealth] by their price. 13You make us a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and a derision to those who are round about us. 14You make us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples. 15All the day long is my dishonor before me, And the shame of my face has covered me, 16For the voice of him who reproaches and blasphemes, By reason of the enemy and the avenger. 17All this has come upon us; Yet we have not forgotten you, Neither have we dealt falsely in your covenant. 18Our heart is not turned back, Neither have our steps declined from your way, 19That you have intensely broken us in the place of jackals, And covered us with the shadow of death. 20If we have forgotten the name of our God, Or spread forth our hands to a strange god; 21Will not God search this out? For he knows the secrets of the heart. 22Yes, for your sake we are killed all the day long; We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter. 23Awake, why do you sleep, O Lord? Arise, don't cast [us] off forever. 24Why do you hide your face, And forget our affliction and our oppression? 25For our soul is bowed down to the dust: Our body sticks to the earth. 26Rise up for our help, And redeem us for your loving-kindness' sake.