Забур 42 CARS - Psalms 42 KJV

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Забур 42:1-5

Песнь 42

1Оправдай меня, Всевышний;

вступись в мою тяжбу с народом безбожным;

от лживых и несправедливых спаси меня.

2Ты – Всевышний, крепость моя.

Почему Ты отверг меня?

Почему я скитаюсь, плача,

оскорблённый моим врагом?

3Пошли Свой свет и истину –

пусть они меня направляют;

пусть приведут на святую гору Твою,

к месту, где Ты обитаешь.

4Тогда приду я к жертвеннику Всевышнего,

к Богу радости и веселья моего.

Буду славить Тебя на арфе,

Всевышний, мой Бог.

5Что унываешь, моя душа?

Зачем тревожишься?

Возложи надежду на Всевышнего,

ведь я ещё буду славить Его –

моего Спасителя и моего Бога.

King James Version

Psalms 42:1-11

To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.

1As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.42.1 Maschil…: or, A Psalm giving instruction of the sons, etc42.1 panteth: Heb. brayeth

2My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

4When 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 holyday.

5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.42.5 cast: Heb. bowed42.5 praise: or, give thanks42.5 for the…: or, his presence is salvation

6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.42.6 the hill…: or, the little hill

7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

8Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?42.10 sword: or, killing

11Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.