Psalm 44

Deus, auribus

We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us *

what thou hast done in their time of old;

How thou hast driven out the heathen with thy hand, and planted them in *

how thou hast destroyed the nations and cast them out.

For they gat not the land in possession through their own sword *

neither was it their own arm that helped them;

But thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance *

because thou hadst a favour unto them.

Thou art my King, O God *

send help unto Jacob.

Through thee will we overthrow our enemies *

and in thy Name will we tread them under, that rise up against us.

For I will not trust in my bow *

it is not my sword that shall help me;

But it is thou that savest us from our enemies *

and puttest them to confusion that hate us.

We make our boast of God all day long *

and will praise thy Name for ever.

But now thou art far off, and puttest us to confusion *

and goest not forth with our armies.

Thou makest us to turn our backs upon our enemies *

so that they which hate us spoil our goods.

Thou lettest us be eaten up like sheep *

and hast scattered us among the heathen.

Thou sellest thy people for nought *

and takest no money for them.

Thou makest us to be rebuked of our neighbours *

to be laughed to scorn, and had in derision of them that are round about us.

Thou makest us to be a by-word among the heathen *

and that the people shake their heads at us.

My confusion is daily before me *

and the shame of my face hath covered me;

For the voice of the slanderer and blasphemer *

for the enemy and avenger.

And though all this be come upon us, yet do we not forget thee *

nor behave ourselves frowardly in thy covenant.

Our heart is not turned back *

neither our steps gone out of thy way;

No, not when thou hast smitten us into the place of dragons *

and covered us with the shadow of death.

If we have forgotten the Name of our God, and holden up our hands to any strange god *

shall not God search it out? for he knoweth the very secrets of the heart.

For thy sake also are we killed all the day long *

and are counted as sheep appointed to be slain.

Up, Lord, why sleepest thou *

awake, and be not absent from us for ever.

Wherefore hidest thou thy face *

and forgettest our misery and trouble?

For our soul is brought low, even unto the dust *

our belly cleaveth unto the ground.

Arise, and help us *

and deliver us for thy mercy’s sake.

Psalm 45

Eructavit cor meum

My heart is inditing of a good matter *

I speak of the things which I have made unto the King.

My tongue is the pen *

of a ready writer.

Thou art fairer than the children of men *

full of grace are thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for ever.

Gird thee with thy sword upon thy thigh, O thou most Mighty *

according to thy worship and renown.

Good luck have thou with thine honour *

ride on, because of the word of truth , of meekness, and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.

Thy arrows are very sharp, and the people shall be subdued unto thee *

even in the midst among the King’s enemies.

Thy seat, O God, endureth for ever *

the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.

Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated iniquity *

wherefore God, even thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.

All thy garments smell of myrrh, aloes, and cassia *

out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.

Kings’ daughters were among thy honourable women *

upon thy right hand did stand the queen in a vesture of gold, wrought about with divers colours.

Hearken, O daughter, and consider, incline thine ear *

forget also thine own people, and thy father’s house.

So shall the King have pleasure in thy beauty *

for he is thy Lord God, and worship thou him.

And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift *

like as the rich also among the people shall make their supplication before thee.

The King’s daughter is all glorious within *

her clothing is of wrought gold.

She shall be brought unto the King in raiment of needle-work *

the virgins that be her fellows shall bear her company, and shall be brought unto thee.

With joy and gladness shall they be brought *

and shall enter into the King’s palace.

Instead of thy fathers thou shalt have children *

whom thou mayest make princes in all lands.

I will remember thy Name from one generation to another *

therefore shall the people give thanks unto thee, world without end.

Psalm 46

Deus noster refugium

God is our hope and strength *

a very present help in trouble.

Therefore will we not fear, though the earth be moved *

and though the hills be carried into the midst of the sea;

Though the waters thereof rage and swell *

and though the mountains shake at the tempest of the same.

The rivers of the flood thereof shall make glad the city of God *

the holy place of the tabernacle of the most Highest.

God is in the midst of her, therefore shall she not be removed *

God shall help her, and that right early.

The heathen make much ado, and the kingdoms are moved *

but God hath shewed his voice, and the earth shall melt away.

The Lord of hosts is with us *

the God of Jacob is our refuge.

O come hither, and behold the works of the Lord *

what destruction he hath brought upon the earth.

He maketh wars to cease in all the world *

he breaketh the bow, and knappeth the spear in sunder, and burneth the chariots in the fire.

Be still then, and know that I am God *

I will be exalted among the heathen, and I will be exalted in the earth.

The Lord of hosts is with us *

the God of Jacob is our refuge.