Psalm 42

 

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Psalm 42

Psalm 42

For the end, [a Psalm] for instruction, for the sons of Core.

42:1 As the hart earnestly desires the fountains of water, so my soul earnestly longs for thee, O Elohim.

42:2 My soul has thirsted for the living Elohim: when shall I come and appear before Elohim?

42:3 My tears have been bread to me day and night, while they daily said to me, Where is thy Elohim?

42:4 I remembered these things, and poured out my soul in me, for I will go to the place of thy wondrous tabernacle, [even] to the house of Elohim, with a voice of exultation and thanksgiving and of the sound of those who keep festival.

42:5 Wherefore art thou very sad, O my soul? and wherefore dost thou trouble me? hope in Elohim; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the salvation of my countenance.

42:6 O my Elohim, my soul has been troubled within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Ermonites, from the little hill.

42:7 Deep calls to deep at the voice of thy cataracts: all thy billows and thy waves have gone over me.

42:8 By day Yehovah will command his mercy, and manifest [it] by night: with me [is] prayer to the Elohim of my life.

42:9 I will say to Elohim, Thou art my helper; why hast thou forgotten me? wherefore do I go sad of countenance, while the enemy oppresses [me]?

42:10 While my bones were breaking, they that afflicted me reproached me; while they said to me daily, Where is thy Elohim?

42:11 Wherefore art thou very sad, O my soul? and wherefore dost thou trouble me? hope in Elohim; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the health of my countenance, and my Elohim.

To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.

42:1 As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O Elohim.

42:2 My soul thirsteth for Elohim, for the living Elohim: when shall I come and appear before Elohim?

42:3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy Elohim?

42:4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of Elohim, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

42:5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in Elohim: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

42:6 O my Elohim, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

42:7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

42:8 Yet Yehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the Elohim of my life.

42:9 I will say unto Elohim my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

42:10 As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy Elohim?

42:11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in Elohim: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my Elohim.


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