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  • Psalm 44

    Psalm 44

    For the music leader. A maskil of the Korahites.

    44 We have heard it, God, with our own ears;
        our ancestors told us about it:
            about the deeds you did in their days,
            in days long past.
    You, by your own hand, removed all the nations,
            but you planted our ancestors.
        You crushed all the peoples,
            but you set our ancestors free.
    No, not by their own swords
        did they take possession of the land—
            their own arms didn’t save them.
        No, it was your strong hand, your arm,
        and the light of your face
            because you were pleased with them.
    It’s you, God! You who are my king,
        the one who orders salvation for Jacob.
    We’ve pushed our foes away by your help;
        we’ve trampled our enemies by your name.
    No, I won’t trust in my bow;
        my sword won’t save me
        because it’s you who saved us from our foes,
        you who put those who hate us to shame.
    So we glory in God at all times
        and give thanks to your name forever. Selah

    But now you’ve rejected and humiliated us.
        You no longer accompany our armies.
    10 You make us retreat from the enemy;
        our adversaries plunder us.
    11 You’ve handed us over like sheep for butchering;
        you’ve scattered us among the nations.
    12 You’ve sold your people for nothing,
        not even bothering to set a decent price.
    13 You’ve made us a joke to all our neighbors;
        we’re mocked and ridiculed by everyone around us.
    14 You’ve made us a bad joke to the nations,
        something to be laughed at by all peoples.
    15 All day long my disgrace confronts me,
        and shame covers my face
    16     because of the voices of those
        who make fun of me and bad-mouth me,
            because of the enemy who is out for revenge.

    17 All this has come upon us,
        but we haven’t forgotten you
        or broken your covenant.
    18 Our hearts haven’t turned away,
        neither have our steps strayed from your way.
    19 But you’ve crushed us in the place where jackals live,
        covering us with deepest darkness.
    20 If we had forgotten the name of our God
        or spread out our hands to some strange deity,
    21 wouldn’t God have discovered it?
        After all, God knows every secret of the heart.
    22 No, God, it’s because of you that we are getting killed every day—
        it’s because of you that we are considered sheep ready for slaughter.

    23 Wake up! Why are you sleeping, Lord?
        Get up! Don’t reject us forever!
    24 Why are you hiding your face,
        forgetting our suffering and oppression?
    25 Look: we’re going down to the dust;
        our stomachs are flat on the ground!
    26 Stand up! Help us!
        Save us for the sake of your faithful love.

  • Psalm 60

    Psalm 60

    For the music leader. According to “Lily.” A testimony. A miktam of David. For instruction, when he went to war with Aram-naharaim and Aram-sobah, and when Joab returned and defeated Edom, killing twelve thousand in the Salt Valley.

    60 God, you have rejected us—
            shattered us.
        You’ve been so angry.
            Now restore us!
    You’ve made the ground quake,
            splitting it open.
        Now repair its cracks
            because it’s shaking apart!
    You’ve made your people suffer hardship;
        you’ve given us wine and we stagger.
    Give a flag to those who honor you,
        so they can rally around it,
        safe from attack. Selah
    Save us by your power and answer us
        so that the people you love might be rescued.

    God has spoken in his sanctuary:
        “I will celebrate as I divide up Shechem
            and portion out the Succoth Valley.
        Gilead is mine;
        Manasseh is mine;
        Ephraim is my helmet;
        Judah is my scepter.
        But Moab is my washbowl;
        I’ll throw my shoe at Edom.
        I shout in triumph over Philistia!
        I wish someone would bring me to a fortified city!
        I wish someone would lead me to Edom!”

    10 But you have rejected us, God, haven’t you?
        God, you no longer accompany our armies.
    11 Give us help against the enemy;
        human help is worthless.
    12 With God we will triumph;
        he’s the one who will trample our adversaries.

  • Psalm 74

    Psalm 74

    A maskil of Asaph.

    74 God, why have you abandoned us forever?
        Why does your anger smolder
        at the sheep of your own pasture?
    Remember your congregation
        that you took as your own long ago,
        that you redeemed to be the tribe of your own possession—
        remember Mount Zion, where you dwell.
    March to the unending ruins,
        to all that the enemy destroyed in the sanctuary.

    Your enemies roared in your own meeting place;
        they set up their own signs there!
    It looked like axes raised
        against a thicket of trees.
    And then all its carvings
        they hacked down with hatchet and pick.
    They set fire to your sanctuary, burned it to the ground;
        they defiled the dwelling place of your name.
    They said in their hearts, We’ll kill all of them together!
        They burned all of God’s meeting places in the land.
    We don’t see our own signs anymore.
        No prophet is left.
            And none of us know how long it will last.

    10 How long, God, will foes insult you?
        Are enemies going to abuse your name forever?
    11 Why do you pull your hand back?
        Why do you hold your strong hand close to your chest?

    12 Yet God has been my king from ancient days—
        God, who makes salvation happen in the heart of the earth!
    13         You split the sea with your power.
            You shattered the heads of the sea monsters on the water.
    14         You crushed Leviathan’s heads.
            You gave it to the desert dwellers for food!
    15         You split open springs and streams;
            you made strong-flowing rivers dry right up.
    16         The day belongs to you! The night too!
            You established both the moon and the sun.
    17         You set all the boundaries of the earth in place.
            Summer and winter? You made them!

    18 So remember this, Lord:
        how enemies have insulted you,
        how unbelieving fools have abused your name.
    19 Don’t deliver the life of your dove to wild animals!
        Don’t forget the lives of your afflicted people forever!
    20 Consider the covenant!
        Because the land’s dark places are full of violence.
    21 Don’t let the oppressed live in shame.
        No, let the poor and needy praise your name!

    22 God, rise up! Make your case!
        Remember how unbelieving fools insult you all day long.
    23 Don’t forget the voices of your enemies,
        the racket of your adversaries that never quits.

  • Psalm 79

    Psalm 79

    A psalm of Asaph.

    79 The nations have come into your inheritance, God!
        They’ve defiled your holy temple.
        They’ve made Jerusalem a bunch of ruins.
    They’ve left your servants’ bodies
        as food for the birds;
        they’ve left the flesh of your faithful
        to the wild animals of the earth.
    They’ve poured out the blood of the faithful
        like water all around Jerusalem,
        and there’s no one left to bury them.
    We’ve become a joke to our neighbors,
        nothing but objects of ridicule
        and disapproval to those around us.

    How long will you rage, Lord? Forever?
        How long will your anger burn like fire?
    Pour out your wrath on the nations
            who don’t know you,
        on the kingdoms
            that haven’t called on your name.
    They’ve devoured Jacob
        and demolished his pasture.
    Don’t remember the iniquities of past generations;
        let your compassion hurry to meet us
        because we’ve been brought so low.
    God of our salvation, help us
        for the glory of your name!
    Deliver us and cover our sins
        for the sake of your name!
    10 Why should the nations say,
        “Where’s their God now?”
    Let vengeance for the spilled blood of your servants
        be known among the nations before our very eyes!
    11     Let the prisoners’ groaning reach you.
    With your powerful arm
        spare those who are destined to die.
    12 Pay back our neighbors seven times over,
        right where it hurts,
        for the insults they used on you, Lord.
    13 We are, after all, your people
        and the sheep of your very own pasture.
    We will give you thanks forever;
        we will proclaim your praises
        from one generation to the next.

  • Psalm 80

    Psalm 80

    For the music leader. According to “Lotus Blossoms.” A testimony of Asaph. A psalm.

    80 Shepherd of Israel, listen!
        You, the one who leads Joseph as if he were a sheep.
        You, who are enthroned upon the winged heavenly creatures.
    Show yourself before Ephraim, Benjamin, and Manasseh!
        Wake up your power!
        Come to save us!
    Restore us, God!
        Make your face shine so that we can be saved!

    Lord God of heavenly forces,
        how long will you fume against your people’s prayer?
    You’ve fed them bread made of tears;
        you’ve given them tears to drink three times over!
    You’ve put us at odds with our neighbors;
        our enemies make fun of us.
    Restore us, God of heavenly forces!
        Make your face shine so that we can be saved!

    You brought a vine out of Egypt.
        You drove out the nations and planted it.
    You cleared the ground for it;
        then it planted its roots deep, filling the land.
    10 The mountains were covered by its shade;
        the mighty cedars were covered by its branches.
    11 It sent its branches all the way to the sea;
        its shoots went all the way to the Euphrates River.
    12 So why have you now torn down its walls
        so that all who come along can pluck its fruit,
    13     so that any boar from the forest can tear it up,
        so that the bugs can feed on it?

    14 Please come back, God of heavenly forces!
        Look down from heaven and perceive it!
    Attend to this vine,
    15     this root that you planted with your strong hand,
        this son whom you secured as your very own.
    16 It is burned with fire. It is chopped down.
        They die at the rebuke coming from you.
    17 Let your hand be with the one on your right side—
        with the one whom you secured as your own—
    18     then we will not turn away from you!
    Revive us so that we can call on your name.
    19     Restore us, Lord God of heavenly forces!
        Make your face shine so that we can be saved!

  • Psalm 85

    Psalm 85

    For the music leader. Of the Korahites. A psalm.

    85 Lord, you’ve been kind to your land;
        you’ve changed Jacob’s circumstances for the better.
    You’ve forgiven your people’s wrongdoing;
        you’ve covered all their sins. Selah
    You’ve stopped being furious;
        you’ve turned away from your burning anger.
    You, the God who can save us, restore us!
        Stop being angry with us!
    Will you be mad at us forever?
        Will you prolong your anger from one generation to the next?
    Won’t you bring us back to life again
        so that your people can rejoice in you?
    Show us your faithful love, Lord!
        Give us your salvation!

    Let me hear what the Lord God says,
        because he speaks peace to his people and to his faithful ones.
        Don’t let them return to foolish ways.
    God’s salvation is very close to those who honor him
        so that his glory can live in our land.
    10 Faithful love and truth have met;
        righteousness and peace have kissed.
    11 Truth springs up from the ground;
        righteousness gazes down from heaven.
    12 Yes, the Lord gives what is good,
        and our land yields its produce.
    13 Righteousness walks before God,
        making a road for his steps.

  • Psalm 90


    (Psalms 90–106)

    Psalm 90

    A prayer of Moses, the man of God.

    90 Lord, you have been our help,
        generation after generation.
    Before the mountains were born,
        before you birthed the earth and the inhabited world—
        from forever in the past
        to forever in the future, you are God.

    You return people to dust,
        saying, “Go back, humans,”
        because in your perspective a thousand years
        are like yesterday past,
        like a short period during the night watch.
    You sweep humans away like a dream,
        like grass that is renewed in the morning.
    True, in the morning it thrives, renewed,
        but come evening it withers, all dried up.
    Yes, we are wasting away because of your wrath;
        we are paralyzed with fear on account of your rage.
    You put our sins right in front of you,
        set our hidden faults in the light from your face.
    Yes, all our days slip away because of your fury;
        we finish up our years with a whimper.
    10 We live at best to be seventy years old,
        maybe eighty, if we’re strong.
    But their duration brings hard work and trouble
        because they go by so quickly.
        And then we fly off.
    11 Who can comprehend the power of your anger?
        The honor that is due you corresponds to your wrath.
    12 Teach us to number our days
        so we can have a wise heart.

    13 Come back to us, Lord!
        Please, quick!
        Have some compassion for your servants!
    14 Fill us full every morning with your faithful love
        so we can rejoice and celebrate our whole life long.
    15 Make us happy for the same amount of time that you afflicted us—
        for the same number of years that we saw only trouble.
    16 Let your acts be seen by your servants;
        let your glory be seen by their children.
    17 Let the kindness of the Lord our God be over us.
        Make the work of our hands last.
        Make the work of our hands last!