Psalms 43

1 God, please vindicate me! Plead my case against an unfaithful nation; save me from these wicked and dishonest people.

Right me, defend my cause against a pitiless people. From the crafty and crooked, O God, deliver me.

2 For you, God, are my protection—so why have you turned your back on me? Why must I go around weeping because of the attacks of my enemies?

For you are God my protector: why have you cast me off? Why must I walk so sadly, so hard pressed by the foe?

3 Send your light and your truth so they can guide me; let them lead me to your holy mountain, to the place where you live.

Send forth your light and your truth, let them be my guides: to your holy hill let them bring me, to the place where you live.

4 I will go to God's altar, to God who makes me truly happy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.

Then will I go to God’s altar, to God my rejoicing; and with joy on the lyre I will praise you, O God, my God.

5 Why am I so discouraged? Why do I feel so sad? I will hope in God; I will praise him because he is the one who saves me—my God!

Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.