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THE PSALTER, Sixth Kathisma
Psalm Forty-Three LXX (Ps. 44, Masoretic)
King James Version.
- 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
- 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.
- 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
- 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
- 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
- Arise for our help, and redeem us for thy mercies' sake.
Orthodox Library, St. Isaac of the Kiev Caves, 2004.
Have mercy, O Lord, upon Thy servants
the scribe John, the priest John,
and the parishioners of the temple of Saint Andrew in Lubbock.
THE END, AND TO GOD BE THE GLORY!