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| 42:1 | As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. |
| 42:2 | My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? |
| 42:3 | My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? |
| 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 God, 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 God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance. |
| 42:6 | O my God, 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 the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life. |
| 42:9 | I will say unto God 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 God? |
| 42:11 | Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God. |
| 42:1 | To the chaunter, a monicyon of the sonnes of Corath. Like as the hert desyreth the water brookes, so longeth my soule after the (O God.) My soule is a thurste for God, yee, euen for the lyuyng God: when shall I come, to appeare before the presence of God? |
| 42:2 | My teares haue bene my meate daye & night, whyle they daylie saye vnto me: where is now thy God? |
| 42:3 | Now when I thincke there vpon I powre out my hert by my self: for I went with the multitude, & brought them forth vnto the house of God, in the voyce of prayse and thanckesgeuyng, among soch as kepe holy daye. |
| 42:4 | Why art thou so full of heuynes (O my soule) and why art thou so vnquiete within me? |
| 42:5 | Put thy trust in God, for I wyll yet geue hym thankes, for the help of hys countenaunce. |
| 42:6 | My God, my soule is vexed wythin me: therfore will I remembre the concernyng the land of Iordane, and the lytle hyll of Hermonim. One depe calleth another because of the noyse of thy water pipes all thy waues & stormes are gone ouer me. |
| 42:7 | The Lord hath graunted his louing kindnesse on the daye tyme, & in the night season dyd I syng of him, & made my prayer vnto the God of my lyfe. |
| 42:8 | I wyll saye vnto the God of my strength why hast thou forgotten me: why go I thus heuely, whyle the enemye oppresseth me? |
| 42:9 | My bones are smytten a sunder, whyle mine enemyes cast me in the tethe, |
| 42:10 | Namely, whyle they saye daylie vnto me: where is now thy God? |
| 42:11 | Why art thou so vexed (O my soule) and why art thou so disquieted wythin me? O put thy trust in God, for I wyll yet thanke hym whych is the helpe of my countenaunce, and my God. |
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