Psa 42:1 To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah. As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. Psa 42:2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? Psa 42:3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day long, "Where is your God?" Psa 42:4 These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival. Psa 42:5 Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation Psa 42:6 and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar. Psa 42:7 Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me. Psa 42:8 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. Psa 42:9 I say to God, my rock: "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?" Psa 42:10 As with a deadly wound in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me all the day long, "Where is your God?" Psa 42:11 Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God. Psa 43:1 Vindicate me, O God, and defend my cause against an ungodly people, from the deceitful and unjust man deliver me! Psa 43:2 For you are the God in whom I take refuge; why have you rejected me? Why do I go about mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? Psa 43:3 Send out your light and your truth; let them lead me; let them bring me to your holy hill and to your dwelling! Psa 43:4 Then I will go to the altar of God, to God my exceeding joy, and I will praise you with the lyre, O God, my God. Psa 43:5 Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God. Psa 44:1 To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah. O God, we have heard with our ears, our fathers have told us, what deeds you performed in their days, in the days of old: Psa 44:2 you with your own hand drove out the nations, but them you planted; you afflicted the peoples, but them you set free; Psa 44:3 for not by their own sword did they win the land, nor did their own arm save them, but your right hand and your arm, and the light of your face, for you delighted in them. Psa 44:4 You are my King, O God; ordain salvation for Jacob! Psa 44:5 Through you we push down our foes; through your name we tread down those who rise up against us. Psa 44:6 For not in my bow do I trust, nor can my sword save me. Psa 44:7 But you have saved us from our foes and have put to shame those who hate us. Psa 44:8 In God we have boasted continually, and we will give thanks to your name forever. Selah Psa 44:9 But you have rejected us and disgraced us and have not gone out with our armies. Psa 44:10 You have made us turn back from the foe, and those who hate us have gotten spoil. Psa 44:11 You have made us like sheep for slaughter and have scattered us among the nations. Psa 44:12 You have sold your people for a trifle, demanding no high price for them. Psa 44:13 You have made us the taunt of our neighbors, the derision and scorn of those around us. Psa 44:14 You have made us a byword among the nations, a laughingstock among the peoples. Psa 44:15 All day long my disgrace is before me, and shame has covered my face Psa 44:16 at the sound of the taunter and reviler, at the sight of the enemy and the avenger. Psa 44:17 All this has come upon us, though we have not forgotten you, and we have not been false to your covenant. Psa 44:18 Our heart has not turned back, nor have our steps departed from your way; Psa 44:19 yet you have broken us in the place of jackals and covered us with the shadow of death. Psa 44:20 If we had forgotten the name of our God or spread out our hands to a foreign god, Psa 44:21 would not God discover this? For he knows the secrets of the heart. Psa 44:22 Yet for your sake we are killed all the day long; we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered. Psa 44:23 Awake! Why are you sleeping, O Lord? Rouse yourself! Do not reject us forever! Psa 44:24 Why do you hide your face? Why do you forget our affliction and oppression? Psa 44:25 For our soul is bowed down to the dust; our belly clings to the ground. Psa 44:26 Rise up; come to our help! Redeem us for the sake of your steadfast love!
Posted on: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 16:41:00 +0000
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