The Old Testament
| Book | Chapter | Verse | |
|---|---|---|---|
| Psalms | 44 | (10) Thou makest us to turn back from the enemy: and they which hate us spoil for themselves. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (11) Thou hast given us like sheep appointed for meat; and hast scattered us among the heathen. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (12) Thou sellest thy people for nought, and dost not increase thy health by their price. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (13) Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and a derision to them that are round about us. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (14) Thou makest us a byword among the heathen, a shaking of the head among the people. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (15) My confusion is continually before me, and the shame of my face hath covered me, | |
| Psalms | 44 | (16) For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth; by reason of the enemy and avenger. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (17) All this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee, neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (18) Our heart is not turned back, neither have our steps declined from thy way; | |
| Psalms | 44 | (19) Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (20) If we have forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a strange god; | |
| Psalms | 44 | (21) Shall not God search this out? for he knoweth the secrets of the heart. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (22) Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (23) Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, cast us not off for ever. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (24) Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and forgettest our affliction and our oppression? | |
| Psalms | 44 | (25) For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth. | |
| Psalms | 44 | (26) Arise for our help, and redeem us for thy mercies' sake. | |
| Psalms | 45 | (0) Title: To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim, for the sons of Korah, Maschil, A Song of loves. | |
| Psalms | 45 | (1) MY HEART is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer. | |
| Psalms | 45 | (2) Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever. | |