Psalms 42
1 To the Chief Musician. An Instructive Psalm for the Sons of Korah. As, the hart, cometh panting up to the channels of water, So my soul, panteth for thee, O God.
ああ神よしかの渓水をしたひ喘ぐがごとく わが霊魂もなんぢをしたひあへぐなり
2 My soul thirsteth for God, for a GOD who liveth, —When shall I enter in, and see the face of God?
わがたましひは渇けるごとくに神をしたふ 活神をぞしたふ 何れのときにか我ゆきて神のみまへにいでん
3 My tears have been my food day and night, While it hath been said unto me all the day, Where is thy God?
かれらが終日われにむかひて なんぢの神はいづくにありやとののしる間はただわが涙のみ晝夜そそぎてわが糧なりき
4 These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise.—a throng keeping festival.
われむかし群をなして祭日をまもる衆人とともにゆき歓喜と讃美のこゑをあげてかれらを神の家にともなへり 今これらのことを追想してわが衷よりたましひを注ぎいだすなり
5 Why shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And [why] shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence.
ああわが霊魂よ なんぢ何ぞうなたるるや なんぞわが衷におもひみだるるや なんぢ神をまちのぞめ われに聖顔のたすけありて我なほわが神をほめたたふべければなり
6 My God! over myself, my soul is cast down, —For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
わが神よわがたましひはわが衷にうなたる 然ばわれヨルダンの地よりヘルモンよりミザルの山より汝をおもひいづ
7 Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.
なんぢの大瀑のひびきによりて淵々よびこたへ なんぢの波なんぢの猛浪ことごとくわが上をこえゆけり
8 By day, will Yahweh command his lovingkindness, And, in the night, shall His song be with me, My prayer be to the GOD of my life.
然はあれど晝はヱホバその憐憫をほどこしたまふ 夜はその歌われとともにあり 此うたはわがいのちの神にささぐる祈なり
9 I will say onto GOD, —my rock, Wherefore hast thou forgotten me? Wherefore in gloom should I go, because of oppression by the enemy?
われわが磐なる神にいはん なんぞわれを忘れたまひしや なんぞわれは仇のしへたげによりて悲しみありくや
10 With a crushing of my bones, have my adversaries reproached me, —While they keep saying unto me all the day, Where is thy God?
わが骨もくだくるばかりにわがてきはひねもす我にむかひて なんぢの神はいづくにありやといひののしりつつ我をそしれり
11 Why shouldst thou be sat down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence and my God.
ああわがたましひよ 汝なんぞうなたるるや 何ぞわがうちに思ひみだるるや なんぢ神をまちのぞめ われ尚わがかほの助なるわが神をほめたたふべければなり
