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Maschil of Asaph.
1 O God, why hast thou cast us off, why doth thy rage endure? for ever smoking out against the sheep of thy pasture? 2 Thy congregation call to mind of old by thee purchast: the rod of thine inheritance which thou redeemed hast,
this mount Zion wherein thou dwell’st. 3 Lift up thy foot on high, unto the desolations of perpetuity: thy foe within the sanctuary hath done all lewd designs. 4 Amidst thy church thy foes do roar: their banners set for signs.
5 The man that axes on thick trees did lift up had renown. 6 But now with axe and mauls at once, her carv’d works they beat down. 7 Thy sanctuaries into fire they cast, the dwelling place of thy name down unto the ground profanely they did raze.
8 Let us together them destroy, thus in their hearts they said: God’s synagogues throughout the land all in the flames they laid. 9 Our signs we see not, there’s no more a prophet us among: nor with us any to be found that understands how long.
10 How long shall the oppressing foe, O mighty God, defame? thine enemy for evermore shall he blaspheme thy name? 11 Why dost thou thus withdraw thine hand, the right hand of thy strength? out of thy bosom O do thou draw it forth to the length.
12 Because the mighty God hath been from ancient time my King, in middest of the earth he is salvation working. 13 Thou diddest by thy mighty pow’r divide the sea asunder: the dragons’ heads in pieces thou didst break the waters under.
14 The heads of the Leviathan thou into pieces brake: to people that in deserts dwell for meat thou didst him make. 15 Thou clav’st the fountain and the flood, thou dry’dst up floods of might. 16 Thine is the day, and night is thine: thou sun prepar’st, and light.
17 Thou all the borders of the earth hast constituted fast: the summer and the winter cold the same thou formed hast. 18 Remember this, the enemy reproachfully doth blame, O Lord, also the foolish folk blasphemed have thy name.
19 O do not to the multitude thy turtle’s soul deliver: the congregation of thy poor forget not thou for ever. 20 Unto thy cov’nant have respect: because the dark places of th’ earth with habitations are full of fur’ousness.
21 O let not the oppressed one return away with shame: O let the poor and needy one give praise unto thy name. 22 Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: have thou in memory how day by day the foolish man with scorn reproacheth thee.
23 Thine en’mies’ voice forget not thou: the loud tumult of those continually on high ascends that rise thee to oppose.