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Had we forgotten the name of our God and stretched out our hands to a foreign god, (Psalms 44, 20)
would not God have found this out, for he knows the secrets of the heart? (Psalms 44, 21)
For your sake we are being massacred all day long, treated as sheep to be slaughtered. (Psalms 44, 22)
Wake, Lord! Why are you asleep? Awake! Do not abandon us for good. (Psalms 44, 23)
Why do you turn your face away, forgetting that we are poor and harrassed? (Psalms 44, 24)
For we are bowed down to the dust, and lie prone on the ground. (Psalms 44, 25)
[For the choirmaster Tune: 'Lilies . . .' Of the sons of Korah Poem Love song] My heart is stirred by a noble theme, I address my poem to the king, my tongue the pen of an expert scribe. (Psalms 45, 1)
Of all men you are the most handsome, gracefulness is a dew upon your lips, for God has blessed you for ever. (Psalms 45, 2)
Warrior, strap your sword at your side, in your majesty and splendour advance, (Psalms 45, 3)
ride on in the cause of truth, gentleness and uprightness. Stretch the bowstring tight, lending terror to your right hand. (Psalms 45, 4)
Your throne is from God, for ever and ever, the sceptre of your kingship a sceptre of justice, (Psalms 45, 6)
your robes all myrrh and aloes. From palaces of ivory, harps bring you joy, (Psalms 45, 8)