Psalm 42 | Священное Писание, Восточный перевод

1 Оправдай меня, Всевышний; вступись в мою тяжбу с народом безбожным; от лживых и несправедливых спаси меня.

2 Ты – Всевышний, крепость моя. Почему Ты отверг меня? Почему я скитаюсь, плача, оскорблённый моим врагом?

3 Пошли Свой свет и истину – пусть они меня направляют; пусть приведут на святую гору Твою, к месту, где Ты обитаешь.

4 Тогда приду я к жертвеннику Всевышнего, к Богу радости и веселья моего. Буду славить Тебя на арфе, Всевышний, мой Бог.

5 Что унываешь, моя душа? Зачем тревожишься? Возложи надежду на Всевышнего, ведь я ещё буду славить Его – моего Спасителя и моего Бога.

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New International Reader’s Version

For the director of music. A maskil of the Sons of Korah.

1 A deer longs for streams of water. God, I long for you in the same way.

2 I am thirsty for God. I am thirsty for the living God. When can I go and meet with him?

3 My tears have been my food day and night. All day long people say to me, ‘Where is your God?’

4 When I remember what has happened, I tell God all my troubles. I remember how I used to walk to the house of God. The Mighty One guarded my steps. We shouted with joy and praised God as we went along with the joyful crowd.

5 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 Saviour and my God.

6 My spirit is very sad deep down inside me. So I will remember you here where the River Jordan begins. I will remember you here on the Hermon mountains and on Mount Mizar.

7 You have sent wave upon wave of trouble over me. It roars down on me like a waterfall. All your waves and breakers have rolled over me.

8 During the day the LORD sends his love to me. During the night I sing about him. I say a prayer to the God who gives me life.

9 I say to God my Rock, ‘Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go around in sorrow? Why am I treated so badly by my enemies?’

10 My body suffers deadly pain as my enemies make fun of me. All day long they say to me, ‘Where is your God?’

11 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 Saviour and my God.

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