alive, that he may be blessed upon earth: and deliver not Thou him into the will of his enemies. 3 The Lord comfort him, when he lieth sick upon his bed: make Thou all his bed in his sickness. 4 I said, Lord, be merciful unto me: heal my soul, for I have sinned against Thee. 5 Mine enemies speak evil of me: When shall he die, and his name perish? : 6 And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity and his heart conceiveth falsehood within himself, and when he cometh forth he telleth it. 7 All mine enemies whisper together against me even against me do they imagine this evil. 8 Let the sentence of guiltiness proceed against him and now that he lieth, let him rise up no more. 9 Yea, even mine own familiar friend, whom I trusted : who did also eat of my bread, hath laid great wait for me. 10 But be Thou merciful unto me, O Lord: raise Thou me up again, and I shall reward them. 11 By this I know Thou favourest me : that mine enemy doth not triumph against me. 12 And when I am in my health, Thou upholdest me and shalt set me before Thy face for ever. 13 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel: world without end. Amen. PSALM XLII. Quemadmodum. LIKE as the hart desireth the water brooks so longeth my soul after Thee, O God. 2 My soul is athirst for God, yea, even for the living God when shall I come to appear before the presence of God? : 3 My tears have been my meat day and night while they daily say unto me, Where is now thy God? 4 Now when I think thereupon, I pour out my heart by myself: for I went with the multitude, and brought them forth into the house of God; 5 With the voice of praise and thanksgiving among such as keep holy-day. 6 Why art thou so full of heaviness, O my soul and why art thou so disquieted within me? 7 Put thy trust in God: for I will yet give Him thanks for the help of His coun tenance. 8 My God, my soul is vexed within me: therefore will I remember Thee concerning the land of Jordan, and the little hill of Hermon. 9 One deep calleth another, because of the noise of the water-pipes: all Thy waves and storms are gone over me. 10 The Lord hath granted His lovingkindness in the day-time: and in the nightseason did I sing of Him, and made my prayer unto the God of my life. 11 I will say unto the God of my strength, Why hast Thou forgotten me: why go I thus heavily, while the enemy oppresseth me? 12 My bones are smitten asunder as with a sword: while mine enemies that trouble me cast me in the teeth; 13 Namely, while they say daily unto me: Where is now thy God? 14 Why art thou so vexed, O my soul: and why art thou so disquieted within me? 15 O put thy trust in God: for I will yet thank Him, which is the help of my countenance, and my God. SECOND PORTION. PSALM XLIII. Judica me, Deus. LIVE sentence with me, O God, and GIVE defend my cause against the ungodly people O deliver me from the deceitful and wicked man. 2 For Thou art the God of my strength, why hast Thou put me from Thee and why go I so heavily, while the enemy oppresseth me? 3 O send out Thy light and Thy truth, that they may lead me: and bring me unto Thy holy hill, and to Thy dwelling. 4 And that I may go unto the altar of God, even unto the God of my joy and gladness and upon the harp will I give thanks unto Thee, O God, my God. 5 Why art thou so heavy, O my soul: and why art thou so disquieted within me? 6 O put thy trust in God: for I will yet give Him thanks, which is the help of my countenance, and my God. PSALM XLIV. Deus, auribus. E have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us WE Thou hast done in their time of old; what 2 How Thou hast driven out the heathen with Thy hand, and planted them in : how Thou hast destroyed the nations, and cast them out. 3 For they gat not the land in possession through their own sword: neither was it their own arm that helped them; 4 But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, and the light of Thy countenance : because Thou hadst a favour unto them. 5 Thou art my King, O God: send help unto Jacob. 6 Through Thee will we overthrow our enemies and in Thy Name will we tread them under, that rise up against us. : 7 For I will not trust in my bow it is not my sword that shall help me ; 8 But it is Thou that savest us from our enemies and puttest them to confusion that hate us. 9 We make our boast of God all day long and will praise Thy Name for ever. 10 But now Thou art far off, and puttest us to confusion and goest not forth with our armies. 11 Thou makest us to turn our backs upon our enemies: so that they which hate us spoil our goods. 12 Thou lettest us be eaten up like sheep and hast scattered us among the heathen. 13 Thou sellest Thy people for nought: and takest no money for them. 14 Thou makest us to be rebuked of our neighbours: to be laughed to scorn, and had in derision of them that are round about us. 15 Thou makest us to be a bye-word among the heathen: and that the people shake their heads at us. 16 My confusion is daily before me : and the shame of my face hath covered me; 17 For the voice of the slanderer and blasphemer: for the enemy and avenger. 18 And though all this be come upon us, yet do we not forget Thee: nor behave ourselves frowardly in Thy covenant. 19 Our heart is not turned back : neither our steps gone out of Thy way; 20 No, not when Thou hast smitten us into the place of dragons: and covered us with the shadow of death. 21 If we have forgotten the Name of our God, and holden up our hands to any strange god shall not God search it out? for He knoweth the very secrets of the heart. : 22 For Thy sake also are we killed all the day long and are counted as sheep appointed to be slain. 23 Up, Lord, why sleepest Thou: awake, and be not absent from us for ever. 24 Wherefore hidest Thou Thy face : and forgettest our misery and trouble? 25 For our soul is brought low, even unto the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the ground. |