Psalms 43

1 Vindicate me, O God, and plead my cause, Against a nation, without lovingkindness, From the man of deceit and perversity, wilt thou deliver me?

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

2 For, thou, art my defending God—Wherefore hast thou rejected me? Wherefore in gloom should I wander, because of the oppression of an enemy?

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 forth thy light and thy faithfulness, Let, them, lead me, Let them bring me into thy holy mountain, and into thy habitations:

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 That I may go in unto the altar of God, Unto GOD, mine exultant joy, —That I may praise thee with the lyre, O God—mine own 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 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, and my God.

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