Psalms 42

NEW JERUSALEM	NOVA VULGATA
1 [For the choirmaster Poem Of the sons of Korah] As a deer yearns for running streams, so I yearn foryou, my God.	1 Magistro chori. Maskil. Filiorum Core.
2 I thirst for God, the living God; when shal I go to see the face of God?	2 Quemadmodum desiderat cervus ad fontes aquarum, ita desiderat anima mea ad te, Deus.
3 I have no food but tears day and night, as al day long I am taunted, 'Where is your God?'	3 Sitivit anima mea ad Deum, Deum vivum; quando veniam et apparebo ante faciem Dei?
4 This I remember as I pour out my heart, how I used to pass under the roof of the Most High used to goto the house of God, among cries of joy and praise, the sound of the feast.	4 Fuerunt mihi lacrimae meae panis die ac nocte, dum dicitur mihi cotidie: “ Ubi est Deus tuus? ”.
5 Why be so downcast, why all these sighs? Hope in God! I will praise him stil , my Saviour,	5 Haec recordatus sum et effudi in me animam meam; quoniam transibam in locum tabernaculi admirabilis usque ad domum Dei in voce exsultationis et confessionis multitudinis festa celebrantis.
6 my God. When I am downcast I think of you: from the land of Jordan and Hermon, I think of you,humble mountain.	6 Quare tristis es, anima mea, et quare conturbaris in me? Spera in Deo, quoniam adhuc confitebor illi, salutare vultus mei et Deus meus.
7 Deep is cal ing to deep by the roar of your cataracts, al your waves and breakers have rolled over me.	7 In meipso anima mea contristata est; propterea memor ero tui de terra Iordanis et Hermonim, de monte Misar.
8 In the daytime God sends his faithful love, and even at night; the song it inspires in me is a prayer tomy living God.	8 Abyssus abyssum invocat in voce cataractarum tuarum; omnes gurgites tui et fluctus tui super me transierunt.
9 I shal say to God, my rock, 'Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go around in mourning,harrassed by the enemy?'	9 In die mandavit Dominus misericordiam suam, et nocte canticum eius apud me est: oratio ad Deum vitae meae.
10 With death in my bones, my enemies taunt me, al day long they ask me, 'Where is your God?'	10 Dicam Deo: “ Susceptor meus es. Quare oblitus es mei, et quare contristatus incedo, dum affligit me inimicus? ”.
11 Why so downcast, why al these sighs? Hope in God! I wil praise him stil , my Saviour, my God.	11 Dum confringuntur ossa mea, exprobraverunt mihi, qui tribulant me, dum dicunt mihi quotidie: “ Ubi est Deus tuus? ”. -
	12 Quare tristis es, anima mea, et quare conturbaris in me? Spera in Deo, quoniam adhuc confitebor illi, salutare vultus mei et Deus meus.