17 All this came upon us,
    though we had not forgotten you;
    we had not been false to your covenant.
18 Our hearts had not turned back;
    our feet had not strayed from your path.
19 But you crushed us and made us a haunt for jackals;
    you covered us over with deep darkness.

20 If we had forgotten the name of our God
    or spread out our hands to a foreign god,
21 would not God have discovered it,
    since he knows the secrets of the heart?
22 Yet for your sake we face death all day long;
    we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.

23 Awake, Lord! Why do you sleep?
    Rouse yourself! Do not reject us for ever.
24 Why do you hide your face
    and forget our misery and oppression?

25 We are brought down to the dust;
    our bodies cling to the ground.
26 Rise up and help us;
    rescue us because of your unfailing love.

Psalm 45[a]

For the director of music. To the tune of ‘Lilies’. Of the Sons of Korah. A maskil.[b] A wedding song.

My heart is stirred by a noble theme
    as I recite my verses for the king;
    my tongue is the pen of a skilful writer.

You are the most excellent of men
    and your lips have been anointed with grace,
    since God has blessed you for ever.

Gird your sword on your side, you mighty one;
    clothe yourself with splendour and majesty.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 45:1 In Hebrew texts 45:1-17 is numbered 45:2-18.
  2. Psalm 45:1 Title: Probably a literary or musical term

17 All this came upon us,
    though we had not forgotten(A) you;
    we had not been false to your covenant.
18 Our hearts had not turned(B) back;
    our feet had not strayed from your path.
19 But you crushed(C) us and made us a haunt for jackals;(D)
    you covered us over with deep darkness.(E)

20 If we had forgotten(F) the name of our God
    or spread out our hands to a foreign god,(G)
21 would not God have discovered it,
    since he knows the secrets of the heart?(H)
22 Yet for your sake we face death all day long;
    we are considered as sheep(I) to be slaughtered.(J)

23 Awake,(K) Lord! Why do you sleep?(L)
    Rouse yourself!(M) Do not reject us forever.(N)
24 Why do you hide your face(O)
    and forget(P) our misery and oppression?(Q)

25 We are brought down to the dust;(R)
    our bodies cling to the ground.
26 Rise up(S) and help us;
    rescue(T) us because of your unfailing love.(U)

Psalm 45[a]

For the director of music. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of the Sons of Korah. A maskil.[b] A wedding song.(V)

My heart is stirred by a noble theme
    as I recite my verses for the king;
    my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

You are the most excellent of men
    and your lips have been anointed with grace,(W)
    since God has blessed you forever.(X)

Gird your sword(Y) on your side, you mighty one;(Z)
    clothe yourself with splendor and majesty.(AA)

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 45:1 In Hebrew texts 45:1-17 is numbered 45:2-18.
  2. Psalm 45:1 Title: Probably a literary or musical term

17 All this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee, neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant.

18 Our heart is not turned back, neither have our steps declined from thy way;

19 Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.

20 If we have forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a strange god;

21 Shall not God search this out? for he knoweth the secrets of the heart.

22 Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter.

23 Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, cast us not off for ever.

24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and forgettest our affliction and our oppression?

25 For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth.

26 Arise for our help, and redeem us for thy mercies' sake.

45 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.

Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.

Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.