Psalmi 42
1 Koraha bērnu mācība, dziedātāju vadonim. Kā briedis brēc pēc ūdens upēm, tā mana dvēsele brēc, ak Dievs, pēc Tevis!
As the hart pants after the water brooks, so pants my soul after you, O God.
2 Manai dvēselei slāpst pēc Dieva, pēc tā dzīvā Dieva; kad nākšu turp un parādīšos priekš Dieva vaiga?
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
3 Manas asaras ir mana barība dienām naktīm, tāpēc ka vienmēr uz mani saka: kur ir tavs Dievs?
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
4 To es pieminu un izgāžu savu dvēseli pie sevis paša, jo es gribētu labprāt noiet ar to draudzi un ar tiem uz Dieva namu staigāt, ar priecīgām dziesmām un teikšanām tai pulkā, kas svētkus tur.
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy day.
5 Ko tu bēdājies, mana dvēsele, un esi tik nemierīga iekš manis? Cerē uz Dievu, jo es viņam vēl pateikšu par viņa vaiga pestīšanu.
Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted in me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
6 Mans Dievs, mana dvēsele ir noskumusi, tāpēc es Tevi pieminu no Jardānes un Hermona zemes, no Micar kalna.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
7 Tavi plūdi šņāc, un jūra uz jūru rūc, visas Tavas bangas un Tavi viļņi iet pāri pār manu galvu.
Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterspouts: all your waves and your billows are gone over me.
8 Dienā Tas Kungs ir cēlis savu žēlastību, un naktī es viņam dziedu, es pielūdzu savas dzīvības Dievu,
Yet the LORD will command his loving kindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer to the God of my life.
9 Un saku uz Dievu, savu akmens kalnu: kāpēc Tu mani esi aizmirsis? Kāpēc man būs staigāt noskumušam, kad ienaidnieks spaida?
I will say to God my rock, Why have you forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 Manu pretinieku mēdīšana ir kā nāve manos kaulos, kad tie uz mani vienmēr saka: kur ir tavs Dievs?
As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, Where is your God?
11 Ko tu bēdājies, mana dvēsele, un esi tik nemierīga iekš manis? Cerē uz Dievu, jo es Viņam vēl pateikšos, ka tas manam vaigam par pestīšanu un mans Dievs.
Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
