Ps.44.25

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

Ps.44.25

And here we are--flat on our faces in the dirt, held down with a boot on our necks.

Ps.44.25

We are brought down to the dust; our bodies cling to the ground.

Ps.44.25

For our soul is bowed down to the dust; Our body clings to the ground.