Psalm 41–45
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.
1 aBlessed is he that considereth ||the poor:
The Lord will bdeliver him †in time of trouble.
2 The Lord will preserve him, and keep him alive;
And he shall be blessed upon the earth:
And ||thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.
3 The Lord will bbstrengthen him upon the bed of languishing:
Thou wilt †make all his bed in his sickness.
4 I said, Lord, cbe merciful unto me:
dHeal 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 espeaketh vanity:
His heart gathereth iniquity to itself;
When he goeth abroad, he telleth it.
7 All that hate me whisper together against me:
Against me do they devise †my hurt.
8 †An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him:
And now that he flieth he shall rise up no more.
9 gYea, †mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted,
hWhich did eat of my bread,
Hath †lifted up his heel against me.
10 But thou, O Lord, cbe merciful unto me,
And raise me up, that I may requite them.
11 By this I know that thou favourest me,
Because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
12 And as for me, ithou upholdest me in mine integrity,
And settest me before thy face for ever.
13 kBlessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. lAmen, and Amen.
*To the chief Musician, ||Maschil, *for †the sons of Korah.
1 As the hart †panteth after athe water brooks,
So panteth my soul after thee, O God.
2 bMy soul thirsteth for God, for cthe living God:
When shall I come and ccappear before God?
3 dMy tears have been my meat day and night,
eWhile they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
4 When I remember these things, fI pour out my soul in me:
For I had gone with the multitude, I gwent with them to the house of God,
With the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
5 hWhy art thou †cast down, O my soul? and hwhy art thou idisquieted in me?
jHope thou in God: for I shall yet ||kpraise him
||For the help of his countenance.
6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee
lFrom the land of Jordan, and of the mHermonites, from ||the hill Mizar.
7 nDeep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy owaterspouts:
pAll thy qwaves and thy billows are gone over me.
8 Yet the Lord will rcommand his lovingkindness in the daytime,
And sin the night his song shall be with me,
And my prayer unto the God of my life.
9 I will say unto God tmy rock, Why hast thou forgotten me?
uWhy go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 As with a ||sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me;
eWhile they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
11 xWhy 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.
1 aJudge me, O God, and bplead my cause against an ||ungodly nation:
O deliver me †from the deceitful and unjust man.
2 For thou art cthe God of my strength: why dost thou dcast me off?
eWhy go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
3 O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me;
Let them bring me unto fthy holy hill, and to ffthy tabernacles.
4 Then will I go unto the altar of God,
Unto God †my exceeding joy:
Yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.
5 gWhy art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me?
Hope in God: for I shall yet praise him,
Who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
To the chief Musician for *the sons of Korah, Maschil.
1 We have heard with our ears, O God,
aOur fathers have told us,
What work thou didst in their days, in bthe times of old.
2 How thou didst cdrive out the heathen with thy hand, and dplantedst them;
How thou didst afflict the people, and ecast them out.
3 For they got not the land in possession fby their own sword,
Neither did their own arm save them:
But thy right hand, and thine arm, and ffthe light of thy countenance,
gBecause thou hadst a favour unto them.
4 hThou art my King, O God:
iCommand deliverances for Jacob.
5 Through thee will we kpush down our enemies:
Through thy name will we ltread them under that rise up against us.
6 For mI will not trust fin my bow,
Neither shall my sword save me.
7 But thou hast saved us from our enemies,
And hast nput them to shame that hated us.
8 oIn God we boast all the day long,
And praise thy name for ever. Selah.
9 But thou hast pcast off, and put us to shame;
And qgoest not forth with our armies.
10 Thou makest us to rturn back from the enemy:
And they which hate us spoil for themselves.
11 sThou hast given us †like sheep appointed for meat;
And hast tscattered us among the heathen.
12 uThou sellest thy people †for nought,
And dost not increase thy wealth by their xprice.
13 Thou ymakest us zaa reproach to our neighbours,
aA scorn and a abderision to them that are round about us.
14 Thou makest us ca byword among the heathen,
dA shaking of the head among the people.
15 My confusion is continually before me,
And ethe shame of my face hath covered me,
16 For the voice of him that reproacheth and fblasphemeth;
By reason of gthe enemy and avenger.
17 hAll this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee,
Neither have we idealt falsely in thy covenant.
18 Our heart is not kturned back,
Neither have our ||steps ldeclined from thy way;
19 Though thou hast msore broken us in the place of ndragons,
And covered us with othe shadow of death.
20 If we have forgotten the name of our God,
Or pstretched out our hands to qa strange god;
21 Shall not rGod search this out?
For he knoweth the secrets of the heart.
22 Yea, sfor thy sake are we killed all the day long;
We are counted as sheep for the slaughter.
23 tAwake, why sleepest thou, O Lord?
Arise, ucast us not off for ever.
24 wWherefore hidest thou thy face,
And forgettest our affliction and our oppression?
25 For xour soul is bowed down to the dust:
Our belly cleaveth unto the earth.
26 Arise †for our help,
And redeem us for thy mercies’ sake.
To the chief Musician *upon Shoshannim, for the sons of Korah, ||Maschil, A Song of †loves.
1 My heart †is inditing a good matter:
I speak of the things which I have made touching the king:
My tongue is the apen of ba ready writer.
2 Thou art fairer than the children of men:
cGrace is poured into thy lips:
Therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
3 dGird thy sword eupon thy thigh, fO most mighty,
With thy gglory and thy majesty.
4 And in thy majesty †hride prosperously
Because of truth and meekness and righteousness;
And thy right hand shall teach thee iterrible things.
5 Thine jarrows are sharp
In the heart of the king’s enemies;
Whereby the people fall under thee.
6 kThy throne, O God, is for ever and ever:
The sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.
7 lThou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness:
Therefore ||mGod, thy God, hath nanointed thee
With the oil of ogladness above thy fellows.
8 All thy garments smell of pmyrrh, and paloes, and cassia,
Out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.
9 Kings’ daughters were among qthy honourable women:
rUpon thy right hand did stand the squeen in tgold of uOphir.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear;
wForget also thine own people, and thy father’s house;
11 So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty:
For he is xthy Lord; and yworship thou him.
12 And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with za gift;
Even athe rich among the people shall intreat †thy favour.
13 The king’s daughter is ball glorious cwithin:
Her clothing is of wrought gold.
14 dShe shall be brought unto the king ein raiment of needlework:
The virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.
15 With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought:
They shall enter into the king’s palace.
16 Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children,
fWhom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.
17 I will make thy name to be remembered in gall generations:
Therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.