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Psalm 42:9–10

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9I say to God amy rock, “Why have You forgotten me?

Why do I go bmourning 1because of the coppression of the enemy?”

10As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries reproach me,

While they asay to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

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Footnotes

  1. 1Or while the enemy oppresses

Cross references

  1. aPs 18:2
  2. bPs 38:6
  3. cPs 17:9
  4. aPs 42:3; Joel 2:17

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ESVEnglish Standard Version

I say to God, my rock:

“Why have you forgotten me?

Why do I go mourning

because of the oppression of the enemy?”

As with a deadly wound in my bones,

my adversaries taunt me,

while they say to me all the day long,

“Where is your God?”

NIVNew International Version (2011)

I say to God my Rock,

“Why have you forgotten me?

Why must I go about mourning,

oppressed by the enemy?”

My bones suffer mortal agony

as my foes taunt me,

saying to me all day long,

“Where is your God?”

CSBChristian Standard Bible

I will say to God, my rock,

“Why have you forgotten me?

Why must I go about in sorrow

because of the enemy’s oppression?”

My adversaries taunt me,

as if crushing my bones,

while all day long they say to me,

“Where is your God?”

NLTNew Living Translation

“O God my rock,” I cry,

“Why have you forgotten me?

Why must I wander around in grief,

oppressed by my enemies?”

Their taunts break my bones.

They scoff, “Where is this God of yours?”

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

I say to God, my rock,

“Why have you forgotten me?

Why must I walk about mourning

because of the oppression of the enemy?”

As with a shattering in my bones

my oppressors taunt me,

while they say to me all day,

“Where is your God?”

KJV 1900King James Version

I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me?

Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me;

While they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?