Chinese Contemporary Bible (Simplified)

诗篇 44

祈求上帝保护

可拉后裔作的训诲诗,交给乐长。

1上帝啊,
我们亲耳听过祖先讲述你在古时,
在我们祖先时代的作为。
你亲手赶出外族,
把我们的祖先安置在那里;
你击溃列邦,
使我们的祖先兴旺发达。
他们不是靠自己的刀剑征服那里,
不是靠自己的臂膀得胜,
而是靠你的权能、力量和恩惠,
因为你爱他们。
你是我的君王,我的上帝;
你让雅各得胜。
我们靠你击退敌人,
靠你的名践踏仇敌。
我不倚靠我的弓,
我的剑不能使我得胜。
只有你使我们战胜敌人,
使我们的仇敌蒙羞。
上帝啊,我们终日以你为荣,
我们永远赞美你。(细拉)

现在你却丢弃我们,
让我们受辱,
不再帮我们的军队作战。
10 你使我们在仇敌面前败退,
遭敌人掳掠。
11 你使我们如被宰杀的羊,
将我们分散在列国。
12 你把我们廉价卖掉,
视我们一文不值。
13 你使我们遭四邻辱骂,
被周围人讥讽、嘲笑。
14 你使我们成为列国的笑柄,
人们对我们连连摇头。
15 我终日受辱,满面羞愧,
16 因为咒骂和毁谤我的人讥笑我,仇敌报复我。
17 虽然这一切临到我们身上,
我们却没有忘记你,
也没有违背你的约。
18 我们对你没有异心,
也没有偏离你的道路。
19 你在豺狼出没的地方压碎我们,
使死亡的阴影笼罩我们。
20 倘若我们忘记我们的上帝,
或举手向外邦的神明祷告,
21 上帝怎会不知道呢?
祂洞悉人心中的秘密。
22 为了你,我们终日出生入死,
被视为待宰的羊。
23 主啊,求你醒来,
你为何沉睡?
求你起来,不要永远丢弃我们。
24 你为何掩面不理我们,
不理会我们所受的苦难和压迫?
25 我们扑倒在地,横卧在尘土中。
26 求你起来帮助我们,
施慈爱救赎我们。

The Message

Psalm 44

A Psalm of the Sons of Korah

11-3 We’ve been hearing about this, God,
    all our lives.
Our fathers told us the stories
    their fathers told them,
How single-handedly you weeded out the godless
    from the fields and planted us,
How you sent those people packing
    but gave us a fresh start.
We didn’t fight for this land;
    we didn’t work for it—it was a gift!
You gave it, smiling as you gave it,
    delighting as you gave it.

4-8 You’re my King, O God—
    command victories for Jacob!
With your help we’ll wipe out our enemies,
    in your name we’ll stomp them to dust.
I don’t trust in weapons;
    my sword won’t save me—
But it’s you, you who saved us from the enemy;
    you made those who hate us lose face.
All day we parade God’s praise—
    we thank you by name over and over.

9-12 But now you’ve walked off and left us,
    you’ve disgraced us and won’t fight for us.
You made us turn tail and run;
    those who hate us have cleaned us out.
You delivered us as sheep to the butcher,
    you scattered us to the four winds.
You sold your people at a discount—
    you made nothing on the sale.

13-16 You made people on the street,
    urchins, poke fun and call us names.
You made us a joke among the godless,
    a cheap joke among the rabble.
Every day I’m up against it,
    my nose rubbed in my shame—
Gossip and ridicule fill the air,
    people out to get me crowd the street.

17-19 All this came down on us,
    and we’ve done nothing to deserve it.
We never betrayed your Covenant: our hearts
    were never false, our feet never left your path.
Do we deserve torture in a den of jackals?
    or lockup in a black hole?

20-22 If we had forgotten to pray to our God
    or made fools of ourselves with store-bought gods,
Wouldn’t God have figured this out?
    We can’t hide things from him.
No, you decided to make us martyrs,
    lambs assigned for sacrifice each day.

23-26 Get up, God! Are you going to sleep all day?
    Wake up! Don’t you care what happens to us?
Why do you bury your face in the pillow?
    Why pretend things are just fine with us?
And here we are—flat on our faces in the dirt,
    held down with a boot on our necks.
Get up and come to our rescue.
    If you love us so much, Help us!