Psalm 42

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My Help and My Deliverer

To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.

40  I waited patiently for the Lord;

he inclined to me and heard my cry.

2  He drew me up from the pit of destruction,

out of the ymiry bog,

and set my feet zupon a rock,

making my steps secure.

3  He put a new song in my mouth,

a song of praise to our God.

Many will see and fear,

and put their trust in the Lord.

4  Blessed is the man who makes

the Lord his atrust,

who does not turn to the proud,

to those who go astray after a lie!

5  You have multiplied, O Lord my God,

your wondrous deeds and your thoughts toward us;

none can compare with you!

I will proclaim and tell of them,

yet bthey are more than can be told.

6  cIn sacrifice and offering you have not delighted,

but you have given me an open ear.1

Burnt offering and sin offering

you have not required.

7  Then I said, “Behold, I have come;

in the scroll of the book it is written of me:

8  I ddelight to do your will, O my God;

your law is within my heart.”

9  I have told the glad news of deliverance2

in the great congregation;

behold, I have not restrained my lips,

as you know, O Lord.

10  I have not hidden your deliverance within my heart;

I have spoken of your faithfulness and your salvation;

I have not concealed your steadfast love and your faithfulness

from the great congregation.

11  As for you, O Lord, you will not restrain

your mercy from me;

your esteadfast love and your faithfulness will

ever preserve me!

12  For evils have encompassed me

beyond number;

fmy iniquities have overtaken me,

and I cannot see;

they are more than the hairs of my head;

my heart fails me.

13  gBe pleased, O Lord, to deliver me!

O Lord, hmake haste to help me!

14  iLet those be put to shame and disappointed altogether

who seek to snatch away my life;

let those be turned back and brought to dishonor

who delight in my hurt!

15  Let those be appalled because of their shame

who say to me, j“Aha, Aha!”

16  But may all who seek you

rejoice and be glad in you;

may those who love your salvation

say continually, “Great is the Lord!”

17  As for me, I am poor and needy,

but kthe Lord takes thought for me.

You are my help and my deliverer;

do not delay, O my God!

O Lord, Be Gracious to Me

To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.

41  lBlessed is the one who considers the poor!1

In the day of trouble the Lord delivers him;

2  the Lord protects him and keeps him alive;

he is called blessed in the land;

you do not mgive him up to the will of his enemies.

3  The Lord sustains him on his sickbed;

in his illness you restore him to full health.2

4  As for me, I said, “O Lord, be gracious to me;

nheal me,3 for oI have sinned against you!”

5  My enemies say of me in malice,

“When will he die, and his name perish?”

6  And when one comes to see me, he utters empty words,

while his heart gathers iniquity;

when he goes out, he tells it abroad.

7  All who hate me whisper together about me;

they imagine the worst for me.4

8  They say, “A deadly thing is poured out5 on him;

he will not rise again from where he lies.”

9  Even my close friend in whom I trusted,

pwho ate my bread, has lifted his heel against me.

10  But you, O Lord, be gracious to me,

and raise me up, that I may repay them!

11  By this I know that you delight in me:

my enemy will not shout in triumph over me.

12  But you have upheld me because of my integrity,

and set me in your presence forever.

13  qBlessed be the Lord, the God of Israel,

from everlasting to everlasting!

rAmen and Amen.

Book Two

Why Are You Cast Down, O My Soul?

To the choirmaster. A Maskil1 of the sSons of Korah.

42  As a deer pants for flowing streams,

so pants my soul for you, O God.

2  tMy soul thirsts for God,

for the living God.

When shall I come and uappear before God?2

3  vMy tears have been my food

day and night,

while they wsay to me all the day long,

x“Where is your God?”

4  These things I remember,

as I ypour out my soul:

how I would go zwith the throng

and lead them in procession to the house of God

with glad shouts and songs of praise,

a multitude keeping festival.

5  aWhy are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation3 6 and my God.

My soul is cast down within me;

therefore I remember you

from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,

from Mount Mizar.

7  Deep calls to deep

at the roar of your waterfalls;

ball your breakers and your waves

have gone over me.

8  By day the Lord commands his steadfast love,

and at cnight his song is with me,

a prayer to the God of my life.

9  I say to God, my rock:

“Why have you forgotten me?

Why do I dgo mourning

because of the oppression of the enemy?”

10  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?”

11  Why are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation and my God.

Send Out Your Light and Your Truth

43  eVindicate me, O God, and defend my cause

against an ungodly people,

from the deceitful and unjust man

deliver me!

2  For you are the God in whom I take refuge;

why have you rejected me?

Why do I go about mourning

because of the oppression of the enemy?

3  Send out your light and your truth;

let them lead me;

let them bring me to your holy hill

and to your dwelling!

4  Then I will go to the altar of God,

to God my exceeding joy,

and fI will praise you with the lyre,

O God, my God.

5  gWhy are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation and my God.

Come to Our Help

To the choirmaster. A Maskil1 of the Sons of Korah.

44  O God, we have heard with our ears,

hour fathers have told us,

what deeds you performed in their days,

in the idays of old:

2  you with your own hand drove out the nations,

but them you planted;

you afflicted the peoples,

but them you set free;

3  for jnot by their own sword did they win the land,

nor did their own arm save them,

but your right hand and your arm,

and the klight of your face,

for you delighted in them.

4  You are my King, O God;

ordain salvation for Jacob!

5  Through you we push down our foes;

through your name we tread down those who rise up against us.

6  For lnot in my bow do I trust,

nor can my sword save me.

7  But you have saved us from our foes

and have put to shame those who hate us.

8  In God we have mboasted continually,

and nwe will give thanks to your name forever. Selah

9  But you have orejected us and disgraced us

and phave not gone out with our armies.

10  You have made us turn back from the foe,

and those who hate us have gotten spoil.

11  You have made us qlike sheep for slaughter

and have rscattered us among the nations.

12  You have ssold your people for a trifle,

demanding no high price for them.

13  You have made us the taunt of our neighbors,

the tderision and scorn of those around us.

14  You have made us a byword among the nations,

a laughingstock2 among the peoples.

15  All day long my disgrace is before me,

and shame has covered my face

16  at the sound of the taunter and reviler,

at the sight of the enemy and the avenger.

17  All this has come upon us,

though we have not uforgotten you,

and we have not been false to your covenant.

18  Our heart has not turned back,

vnor have our steps departed from your way;

19  yet you have broken us in the place of jackals

and covered us with the shadow of death.

20  wIf we had forgotten the name of our God

or spread out our hands to a xforeign god,

21  would not God discover this?

For he yknows the secrets of the heart.

22  Yet zfor your sake we are killed all the day long;

we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.

23  aAwake! Why are you sleeping, O Lord?

Rouse yourself! Do not reject us forever!

24  Why do you hide your face?

Why do you forget our affliction and oppression?

25  For bour soul is bowed down to the dust;

our belly clings to the ground.

26  Rise up; come to our help!

Redeem us cfor the sake of your steadfast love!