Psalms 43:5
What! 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!
What! 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!
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2My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
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!
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.
1Judge me, O God, And plead my cause against a nation not pious, From a man of deceit and perverseness Thou dost deliver me,
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?
7And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope -- it `is' of Thee.
14Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.
14And I continually do wait with hope, And have added unto all Thy praise.
5Only -- for God, be silent, O my soul, For from Him `is' my hope.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
1Praise ye Jah! Praise, O my soul, Jehovah.
2Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
3And Thou, O Jehovah, `art' a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
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?
3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
15Because for Thee, O Jehovah, I have waited, Thou dost answer, O Lord my God.
1To the Overseer. -- `Destroy not.' -- A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over.
7I rejoice, and am glad in Thy kindness, In that Thou hast seen mine affliction, Thou hast known in adversities my soul.
5I hoped `for' Jehovah -- hoped hath my soul, And for His word I have waited.
1By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, my soul I lift up.
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.
3I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
14And I on Thee -- I have trusted, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my God.'
7Turn back, O my soul, to thy rest, For Jehovah hath conferred benefits on thee.
29And I `am' afflicted and pained, Thy salvation, O God, doth set me on high.
11For Thy name's sake O Jehovah, Thou dost quicken me, In Thy righteousness, Thou bringest out from distress my soul,
17O my Strength, unto Thee I sing praise, For God `is' my tower, the God of my kindness!
20Because Thou hast showed me many and sad distresses, Thou turnest back -- Thou revivest me, And from the depths of the earth, Thou turnest back -- Thou bringest me up.
9Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:
24My portion `is' Jehovah, hath my soul said, Therefore I hope for Him.
10Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
24Be strong, and He strengtheneth your heart, All ye who are waiting for Jehovah!
13For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, Dost Thou not my feet from falling? To walk habitually before God in the light of the living!
1To the Overseer. -- By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, `They moved `to' Thy mountain for the bird?
5I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'
17And I `am' poor and needy, The Lord doth devise for me. My help and my deliverer `art' Thou, O my God, tarry Thou not.
19In the abundance of my thoughts within me, Thy comforts delight my soul.
1A Psalm. -- A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.
2Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.
5As `with' milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And `with' singing lips doth my mouth praise.
4Lo, God `is' a helper to me, The Lord `is' with those supporting my soul,