Psalms 43:2
For 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?
For 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?
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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!
1Judge me, O God, And plead my cause against a nation not pious, From a man of deceit and perverseness Thou dost deliver me,
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
11Hast not Thou, O God, cast us off? And Thou goest not out, O God, with our hosts!
10Is it not Thou, O God? hast Thou cast us off? And dost Thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts!
1To the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?
24Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?
3Send forth Thy light and Thy truth, They -- they lead me, they bring me in, Unto Thy holy hill, and unto Thy tabernacles.
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!
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.
1An Instruction of Asaph. Why, O God, hast Thou cast off for ever? Thine anger smoketh against the flock of Thy pasture.
9Hide not Thy face from me, Turn not aside in anger Thy servant, My help Thou hast been. Leave me not, nor forsake me, O God of my salvation.
1Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity,
21Do not forsake me, O Jehovah, My God, be not far from me,
4Bring me out from the net that they hid for me, For Thou `art' my strength.
1To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?
2Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow inn my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?
10From Thine indignation and Thy wrath, For Thou hast lifted me up, And dost cast me down.
19And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.
3My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
23Stir up -- why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? Awake, cast us not off for ever.
24Why Thy face hidest Thou? Thou forgettest our afflictions and our oppression,
14And I on Thee -- I have trusted, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my God.'
9In anger Thou hast cast off and causest us to blush, And goest not forth with our hosts.
3Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
3For Thou hast been a refuge for me, A tower of strength because of the enemy.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
21Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppresest me.
11Saying, `God hath forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.'
1To the Overseer. -- `Concerning the Lily of Testimony,' a secret treasure of David, to teach, in his striving with Aram-Naharaim, and with Aram-Zobah, and Joab turneth back and smiteth Edom in the valley of Salt -- twelve thousand. O God, Thou hadst cast us off, Thou hadst broken us -- hadst been angry! -- Thou dost turn back to us.
13Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
13Thou hast sorely thrust me to fall, And Jehovah hath helped me.
10Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
6Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.
4Lest mine enemy say, `I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved.
9Cast me not off at the time of old age, According to the consumption of my power forsake me not.
17O my Strength, unto Thee I sing praise, For God `is' my tower, the God of my kindness!
22And I -- I have said in my haste, `I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.
18And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.
27Why sayest thou, O Jacob? and speakest thou, O Israel? `My way hath been hid from Jehovah, And from my God my judgment passeth over.'
6I have said to Jehovah, `My God `art' Thou, Hear, Jehovah, the voice of my supplications.'
49And bringing me forth from mine enemies, Yea, above my withstanders Thou raisest me up. From a man of violence Thou deliverest me.
39And Thou girdest me `with' strength for battle, Causest my withstanders to bow under me.
2Jehovah `is' my rock, and my bulwark, And my deliverer, My God `is' my rock, I trust in Him: My shield, and a horn of my salvation, My high tower.