Psalmorum 42
1 in finem in intellectum filiis Core quemadmodum desiderat cervus ad fontes aquarum ita desiderat anima mea ad te Deus
For the chief musician. A maschil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants after streams of water, so I thirst for you, God.
2 sitivit anima mea ad Deum fortem vivum quando veniam et parebo ante faciem Dei
I thirst for God, for the living God, when will I come and appear before God?
3 fuerunt mihi lacrimae meae panis die ac nocte dum dicitur mihi cotidie ubi est Deus tuus
My tears have been my food day and night, while my enemies are always saying to me, “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 things I call to mind as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng and led them to the house of God with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude celebrating a festival.
5 quare tristis es anima mea et quare conturbas me spera in Deo quoniam confitebor illi salutare vultus mei
Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation.
6 Deus meus ad me ipsum anima mea conturbata est propterea memor ero tui de terra Iordanis et Hermoniim a monte modico
My God, my soul is bowed down within me, therefore I call you to mind from the land of the Jordan, from the three peaks of Mount Hermon, and from the hill of Mizar.
7 abyssus ad; abyssum invocat in voce cataractarum tuarum omnia excelsa tua et fluctus tui super me transierunt
Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves and your billows have gone over me.
8 in die mandavit Dominus misericordiam suam et nocte canticum eius apud me oratio Deo vitae meae
Yet Yahweh will command his covenant faithfulness in the daytime; in the night his song will be 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 will say to God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”
10 dum confringuntur ossa mea exprobraverunt mihi qui tribulant me dum dicunt mihi per singulos dies ubi est Deus tuus
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries rebuke me, while they always say to me, “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 are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation and my God.
