Salmi 42

BIBBIA MARTINI	KING JAMES BIBLE
1 Salmo di Davidde. Fammi ragione, o Signore, e prendi in mano la causa mia: liberami da una nazione non santa, dall'uomo iniquo, e ingannatore.	1 As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
2 Perocché tu sei, o Dio, la mia fortezza: perché mi hai tu rigettato, e perché son io contristato, mentre mi affligge il nimico?	2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
3 Fa spuntare la tua luce, e la tua verità: elleno mi stradino, e mi conducano al tuo monte santo, e a' tuoi tabernacoli.	3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
4 E mi accosterò all'altare di Dio, a Dio, il quale da letizia alla mia giovinezza.	4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
5 Te io loderò sulla cetra, Dio, Dio mio: e perché, o anima mia, se' tu nella tristezza, e perché mi conturbi? Spera in Dio; imperocché ancora canterò le lodi di lui, salute della mia faccia, e Dio mio.	5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
	6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
	7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
	8 Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.
	9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
	10 As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
	11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.