Livro dos Salmos 42
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| Biblia Matos Soares | Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition |
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| 1 Faz-me justiça, ó Deus, e defende a minha causa contra uma gente não santa; livra-me do homem enganador e iníquo, | 1 To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah. As a hart longs for flowing streams, so longs my soul for thee, O God. |
| 2 porque tu és, ó Deus, a minha fortaleza: por que me repeliste? Por que ando triste, sob a opressão do meu inimigo? | 2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of God? |
| 3 Envia a tua luz e a tua fidelidade: elas me guiem, me conduzam ao teu santo monte e aos teus tabernáculos. | 3 My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me continually, "Where is your God?" |
| 4 E subirei ao altar de Deus, ao Deus do meu júbilo e da minha alegria, e te louvarei ao som da citara, ó Deus, Deus meu! | 4 These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng, and led them in procession to the house of God, with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival. |
| 5 Por que te deprimes, minha alma? Por que te conturbas dentro de mim? Espera em Deus, porque novamente o hei-de louvar, (a ele que é) a salvação do meu rosto e o meu Deus. | 5 Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help |
| 6 and my God. My soul is cast down within me, therefore I remember thee from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar. | |
| 7 Deep calls to deep at the thunder of thy cataracts; all thy waves and thy billows have gone over me. | |
| 8 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love; and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. | |
| 9 I say to God, my rock: "Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?" | |
| 10 As with a deadly wound in my body, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me continually, "Where is your God?" | |
| 11 Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God. |