Psalms 42

DOUAI-RHEIMS	LXX
1 Unto the end, understanding for the sons of Core.	1 ψαλμος τω δαυιδ κρινον με ο θεος και δικασον την δικην μου εξ εθνους ουχ οσιου απο ανθρωπου αδικου και δολιου ρυσαι με
2 As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; so my soul panteth after thee, O God.	2 οτι συ ει ο θεος κραταιωμα μου ινα τι απωσω με και ινα τι σκυθρωπαζων πορευομαι εν τω εκθλιβειν τον εχθρον μου
3 My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?	3 εξαποστειλον το φως σου και την αληθειαν σου αυτα με ωδηγησαν και ηγαγον με εις ορος αγιον σου και εις τα σκηνωματα σου
4 My tears have been any bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily : Where is thy God?	4 και εισελευσομαι προς το θυσιαστηριον του θεου προς τον θεον τον ευφραινοντα την νεοτητα μου εξομολογησομαι σοι εν κιθαρα ο θεος ο θεος μου
5 These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me : for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God : With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.	5 ινα τι περιλυπος ει ψυχη και ινα τι συνταρασσεις με ελπισον επι τον θεον οτι εξομολογησομαι αυτω σωτηριον του προσωπου μου ο θεος μου
6 Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him : the salvation of my countenance,
7 and my God. My soul is troubled within myself : therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniim, from the little hill.
8 Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.
9 In the daytime the Lord hath commanded his mercy; and a canticle to him in the night. With me is prayer to the God of my life.
10 I will say to God : Thou art my support. Why hast thou forgotten me? and why go I mourning, whilst my enemy afflicteth me?
11 Whilst my bones are broken, my enemies who trouble me have reproached me; Whilst they say to me day be day : Where is thy God?
12 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me? Hope thou in God, for I will still give praise to him : the salvation of my countenance, and my God.