Psalm 44:25

Contemporary English Version 1995

We are flat on the ground, holding on to the dust.

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I am at the point of death. Let your teachings breathe new life into me.

All who ate expensive foods lie starving in the streets; those who grew up in luxury now sit on trash heaps.

Instead I will give it to your brutal enemies, who treated you like dirt and walked all over you.”

Why have you turned your back and count me your enemy?

Why are you far away, Lord? Why do you hide yourself when I am in trouble?

Ever since I was a child, I have been sick and close to death. You have terrified me and made me helpless.