Psalms 42

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	BIBBIA VOLGARE
1 For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites.	1 (In fine) salmo di David. Giudica me, o Iddio, e dalla gente non santa conosci la mia cagione; e liberami dall' uomo iniquo e falso.
2 As the deer longs for streams of water, so my soul longs for you, O God.	2 Per che tu, Iddio, sei la mia fortezza: per che mi hai scacciato? e il per che tristo vado, insino che il nemico mi tormenta?
3 My being thirsts for God, the living God. When can I go and see the face of God?	3 Manda la tua luce e la verità; quelle mi menorono, e ritornorono nel tuo monte santo, e nelli tuoi tabernacoli.
4 My tears have been my food day and night, as they ask daily,"Where is your God?"	4 Ed entrarò all' altare di Dio; a quello Iddio che fa lieta la mia gioventù. A te, Iddio, Dio mio, confesserò nella citara:
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.	5 per che adunque sei trista, o anima mia? e per che mi conturbi? Spera in Dio, però che ancora confessaròli; egli è salute del mio volto, e Iddio mio.
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.