Psalmi 42

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1 Magistro chori. Maskil. Filiorum Core.	1 For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites.
2 Quemadmodum desiderat cervus ad fontes aquarum, ita desiderat anima mea ad te, Deus.	2 As the deer longs for streams of water, so my soul longs for you, O God.
3 Sitivit anima mea ad Deum, Deum vivum; quando veniam et apparebo ante faciem Dei?	3 My being thirsts for God, the living God. When can I go and see the face of God?
4 Fuerunt mihi lacrimae meae panis die ac nocte, dum dicitur mihi cotidie: “ Ubi est Deus tuus? ”.	4 My tears have been my food day and night, as they ask daily,"Where is your God?"
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.	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 Quare tristis es, anima mea, et quare conturbaris in me? Spera in Deo, quoniam adhuc confitebor illi, salutare vultus mei et Deus meus.	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 In meipso anima mea contristata est; propterea memor ero tui de terra Iordanis et Hermonim, de monte Misar.	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 Abyssus abyssum invocat in voce cataractarum tuarum; omnes gurgites tui et fluctus tui super me transierunt.	8 Here deep calls to deep in the roar of your torrents. All your waves and breakers sweep over me.
9 In die mandavit Dominus misericordiam suam, et nocte canticum eius apud me est: oratio ad Deum vitae meae.	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 Dicam Deo: “ Susceptor meus es. Quare oblitus es mei, et quare contristatus incedo, dum affligit me inimicus? ”.	10 I say to God, "My rock, why do you forget me? Why must I go about mourning with the enemy oppressing me?"
11 Dum confringuntur ossa mea, exprobraverunt mihi, qui tribulant me, dum dicunt mihi quotidie: “ Ubi est Deus tuus? ”. -	11 It shatters my bones, when my adversaries reproach me. They say to me daily: "Where is your God?"
12 Quare tristis es, anima mea, et quare conturbaris in me? Spera in Deo, quoniam adhuc confitebor illi, salutare vultus mei et Deus meus.	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.