Psalms 42
1 For the end, [a Psalm] for instruction, for the sons of Core. As the hart earnestly desires the fountains of water, so my soul earnestly longs for you, O God.
Koraha bērnu mācība, dziedātāju vadonim. Kā briedis brēc pēc ūdens upēm, tā mana dvēsele brēc, ak Dievs, pēc Tevis!
2 My soul has thirsted for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
Manai dvēselei slāpst pēc Dieva, pēc tā dzīvā Dieva; kad nākšu turp un parādīšos priekš Dieva vaiga?
3 My tears have been bread to me day and night, while they daily said to me, Where is your God?
Manas asaras ir mana barība dienām naktīm, tāpēc ka vienmēr uz mani saka: kur ir tavs Dievs?
4 I remembered these things, and poured out my soul in me, for I will go to the place of your wondrous tabernacle, [even] to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and thanksgiving and of the sound of those who keep festival.
To es pieminu un izgāžu savu dvēseli pie sevis paša, jo es gribētu labprāt noiet ar to draudzi un ar tiem uz Dieva namu staigāt, ar priecīgām dziesmām un teikšanām tai pulkā, kas svētkus tur.
5 Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the salvation of my countenance.
Ko tu bēdājies, mana dvēsele, un esi tik nemierīga iekš manis? Cerē uz Dievu, jo es viņam vēl pateikšu par viņa vaiga pestīšanu.
6 O my God, my soul has been troubled within me: therefore will I remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Ermonites, from the little hill.
Mans Dievs, mana dvēsele ir noskumusi, tāpēc es Tevi pieminu no Jardānes un Hermona zemes, no Micar kalna.
7 Deep calls to deep at the voice of your cataracts: all your billows and your waves have gone over me.
Tavi plūdi šņāc, un jūra uz jūru rūc, visas Tavas bangas un Tavi viļņi iet pāri pār manu galvu.
8 By day the Lord will command his mercy, and manifest [it] by night: with me [is] prayer to the God of my life.
Dienā Tas Kungs ir cēlis savu žēlastību, un naktī es viņam dziedu, es pielūdzu savas dzīvības Dievu,
9 I will say to God, You are my helper; why have you forgotten me? therefore do I go sad of countenance, while the enemy oppresses [me]?
Un saku uz Dievu, savu akmens kalnu: kāpēc Tu mani esi aizmirsis? Kāpēc man būs staigāt noskumušam, kad ienaidnieks spaida?
10 While my bones were breaking, they that afflicted me reproached me; while they said to me daily, Where is your God?
Manu pretinieku mēdīšana ir kā nāve manos kaulos, kad tie uz mani vienmēr saka: kur ir tavs Dievs?
11 Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the health of my countenance, and my God.
Ko tu bēdājies, mana dvēsele, un esi tik nemierīga iekš manis? Cerē uz Dievu, jo es Viņam vēl pateikšos, ka tas manam vaigam par pestīšanu un mans Dievs.
