Psalms 42:2
My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
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1To the Overseer. -- An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.
2My soul desired, yea, it hath also been consumed, For the courts of Jehovah, My heart and my flesh cry aloud unto the living God,
1A Psalm of David, in his being in the wilderness of Judah. O God, Thou `art' my God, earnestly do I seek Thee, Thirsted for Thee hath my soul, Longed for Thee hath my flesh, In a land dry and weary, without waters.
2So in the sanctuary I have seen Thee, To behold Thy strength and Thine honour.
3My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
4These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!
5What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance -- My God!
6In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
7Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.
8By day Jehovah commandeth His kindness, And by night a song `is' with me, A prayer to the God of my life.
9I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?
10With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
11What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
6I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul `is' as a weary land for Thee. Selah.
7Haste, answer me, O Jehovah, My spirit hath been consumed, Hide not Thou Thy face from me, Or I have been compared with those going down `to' the pit.
1To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.
2I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
1To the Overseer, for Jeduthun. -- A Psalm of David. Only -- toward God `is' my soul silent, From Him `is' my salvation.
7In the feebleness within me of my soul Jehovah I have remembered, And come in unto Thee doth my prayer, Unto Thy holy temple.
8To Thee said my heart `They sought my face, Thy face, O Jehovah, I seek.'
4And I go in unto the altar of God, Unto God, the joy of my rejoicing. And I thank Thee with a harp, O God, my God.
5What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
20Broken hath my soul for desire Unto Thy judgments at all times.
25`Daleth.' Cleaved to the dust hath my soul, Quicken me according to Thy word.
3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
82Consumed have been mine eyes for Thy word, Saying, `When doth it comfort me?'
24For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.
5I hoped `for' Jehovah -- hoped hath my soul, And for His word I have waited.
6My soul `is' for the Lord, More than those watching for morning, Watching for morning!
2In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.
11For Thy name's sake O Jehovah, Thou dost quicken me, In Thy righteousness, Thou bringest out from distress my soul,
9`With' my soul I desired Thee in the night, Also, `with' my spirit within me I seek Thee earnestly, For when Thy judgments `are' on the earth, The inhabitants of the world have learned righteousness.
9Lord, before Thee `is' all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.
10My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
5I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'
1A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear `to' my voice when I call to Thee.
40Lo, I have longed for Thy precepts, In Thy righteousness quicken Thou me,
8But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, `are' mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.
2For thou `art' the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?
1A Prayer of the afflicted when he is feeble, and before Jehovah poureth out his plaint. O Jehovah, hear my prayer, yea, my cry to Thee cometh.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
1To the Overseer, on stringed instruments. -- By David. Hear, O God, my loud cry, attend to my prayer.
2Be attentive to the voice of my cry, My king and my God, For unto Thee I pray habitually.
131My mouth I have opened, yea, I pant, For, for Thy commands I have longed.
5Hungry -- yea -- thirsty, Their soul in them becometh feeble,
4And in the name of Jehovah I call: I pray Thee, O Jehovah, deliver my soul,
2I pour forth before Him my meditation, My distress before Him I declare.
2Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow inn my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?