Psalmorum 42
1 in finem in intellectum filiis Core quemadmodum desiderat cervus ad fontes aquarum ita desiderat anima mea ad te Deus
TO THE OVERSEER. AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. As a deer pants for streams of water, So my soul pants toward You, O God.
2 sitivit anima mea ad Deum fortem vivum quando veniam et parebo ante faciem Dei
My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
3 fuerunt mihi lacrimae meae panis die ac nocte dum dicitur mihi cotidie ubi est Deus tuus
My tear has been bread day and night to me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
4 haec recordatus sum et effudi in me animam meam quoniam transibo in loco tabernaculi admirabilis usque ad domum Dei in voce exultationis et confessionis sonus epulantis
These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the shelter, I go softly with them to the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping celebration!
5 quare tristis es anima mea et quare conturbas me spera in Deo quoniam confitebor illi salutare vultus mei
Why bow yourself, O my soul? Indeed, are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him: The salvation of my countenance—my God!
6 Deus meus ad me ipsum anima mea conturbata est propterea memor ero tui de terra Iordanis et Hermoniim a monte modico
My soul bows itself in me, Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from Mount Mizar.
7 abyssus ad; abyssum invocat in voce cataractarum tuarum omnia excelsa tua et fluctus tui super me transierunt
Deep is calling to deep At the noise of Your waterspouts, All Your breakers and Your billows passed over me.
8 in die mandavit Dominus misericordiam suam et nocte canticum eius apud me oratio Deo vitae meae
By day YHWH commands His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life.
9 dicam Deo susceptor meus es quare oblitus es mei quare contristatus incedo dum adfligit me inimicus
I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning in the oppression of an enemy?”
10 dum confringuntur ossa mea exprobraverunt mihi qui tribulant me dum dicunt mihi per singulos dies ubi est Deus tuus
With a sword in my bones My adversaries have reproached me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
11 quare tristis es anima mea et quare conturbas me spera in Deum quoniam adhuc; confitebor illi salutare vultus mei et; Deus meus
Why bow yourself, O my soul? And why are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
