The Message

Psalm 43

11-2 Clear my name, God; stick up for me
    against these loveless, immoral people.
Get me out of here, away
    from these lying degenerates.
I counted on you, God.
    Why did you walk out on me?
Why am I pacing the floor, wringing my hands
    over these outrageous people?

3-4 Give me your lantern and compass,
    give me a map,
So I can find my way to the sacred mountain,
    to the place of your presence,
To enter the place of worship,
    meet my exuberant God,
Sing my thanks with a harp,
    magnificent God, my God.

Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul?
    Why are you crying the blues?
Fix my eyes on God—
    soon I’ll be praising again.
He puts a smile on my face.
    He’s my God.

New International Reader's Version

Psalm 43

Psalm 43

My God, when you hand down your decision, let it be in my favor.
    Stand up for me against an unfaithful nation.
    Save me from those lying and sinful people.
You are God, my place of safety.
    Why have you turned your back on me?
Why must I go around in sorrow?
    Why am I beaten down by my enemies?
Send me your light and your faithful care.
    Let them lead me.
Let them bring me back to your holy mountain,
    to the place where you live.
Then I will go to the altar of God.
    I will go to God. He is my joy and my delight.
God, you are my God.
    I will praise you by playing the lyre.

My spirit, why are you so sad?
    Why are you so upset deep down inside me?
Put your hope in God.
    Once again I will have reason to praise him.
    He is my Savior and my God.