|Psalms 44: 10 - 11, 14 - 15, 24 - 25
||Thou hast made us turn back from the foe; and our enemies have gotten spoil.
||Thou hast made us like sheep for slaughter, and hast scattered us among the nations.
||Thou hast made us a byword among the nations, a laughingstock among the peoples.
||All day long my disgrace is before me, and shame has covered my face,
||Why dost thou hide thy face? Why dost thou forget our affliction and oppression?
||For our soul is bowed down to the dust; our body cleaves to the ground.