ΨΑΛΜΟΙ - Salmi - Psalms 42
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| LXX | NEW AMERICAN BIBLE |
|---|---|
| 1 ψαλμος τω δαυιδ κρινον με ο θεος και δικασον την δικην μου εξ εθνους ουχ οσιου απο ανθρωπου αδικου και δολιου ρυσαι με | 1 For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites. |
| 2 οτι συ ει ο θεος κραταιωμα μου ινα τι απωσω με και ινα τι σκυθρωπαζων πορευομαι εν τω εκθλιβειν τον εχθρον μου | 2 As the deer longs for streams of water, so my soul longs for you, O 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 | 3 My being thirsts for God, the living God. When can I go and see the face of 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 | 4 My tears have been my food day and night, as they ask daily,"Where is your God?" |
| 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 | 5 Those times I recall as I pour out my soul, When I went in procession with the crowd, I went with them to the house of God, Amid loud cries of thanksgiving, with the multitude keeping festival. |
| 6 Why are you downcast, my soul; why do you groan within me? Wait for God, whom I shall praise again, my savior and my God. | |
| 7 My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you From the land of the Jordan and Hermon, from the land of Mount Mizar. | |
| 8 Here deep calls to deep in the roar of your torrents. All your waves and breakers sweep over me. | |
| 9 At dawn may the LORD bestow faithful love that I may sing praise through the night, praise to the God of my life. | |
| 10 I say to God, "My rock, why do you forget me? Why must I go about mourning with the enemy oppressing me?" | |
| 11 It shatters my bones, when my adversaries reproach me. They say to me daily: "Where is your God?" | |
| 12 Why are you downcast, my soul, why do you groan within me? Wait for God, whom I shall praise again, my savior and my God. |
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