George Cardinal Pell,
Melbourne Assessment Prison,
Melbourne Assessment Prison,
317-353 Spencer St.,
West Melbourne, VIC 3003
Australia
Paul in Prison - Rembrandt |
Psalm 44. Deus, auribus. | |
2 How thou hast driven out the heathen with thy hand, and planted our fathers in; * how thou hast destroyed the nations, and made thy people to flourish. 3 For they gat not the land in possession through their own sword, * neither was it their own arm that helped them; 4 But thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance; * because thou hadst a favour unto them. 5 Thou art my King, O God; * send help unto Jacob. 6 Through thee will we overthrow our enemies, * and in thy Name will we tread them under that rise up against us. 7 For I will not trust in my bow, * it is not my sword that shall help me; 8 But it is thou that savest us from our enemies, * and puttest them to confusion that hate us. 9 We make our boast of God all day long, * and will praise thy Name for ever. 10 But now thou art far off, and puttest us to confusion, * and goest not forth with our armies. 11 Thou makest us to turn our backs upon our enemies, * so that they which hate us spoil our goods. 12 Thou lettest us be eaten up like sheep, * and hast scattered us among the heathen. 13 Thou sellest thy people for nought, * and takest no money for them. 14 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. | |
15 Thou makest us to be a byword among the nations1, * and that the peoples2 shake their heads at us. 16 My confusion is daily before me, * and the shame of my face hath covered me; 17 For the voice of the slanderer and blasphemer, * for the enemy and avenger. 18 And though all this be come upon us, yet do we not forget thee, * nor behave ourselves frowardly in thy covenant. 19 Our heart is not turned back, * neither our steps gone out of thy way; 20 No, not when thou hast smitten us into the place of dragons, * and covered us with the shadow of death. 21 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. 22 For thy sake also are we killed all the day long, * and are counted as sheep appointed to be slain. 23 Up, Lord, why sleepest thou? * awake, and be not absent from us for ever. 24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, * and forgettest our misery and trouble? 25 For our soul is brought low, even unto the dust; * our belly cleaveth unto the ground. 26 Arise, and help us, * and deliver us, for thy mercy's sake. (Coverdale Version) |