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Psalms 41
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1(42) For the end, [a Psalm] for instruction, for the sons of Core. As the hart earnestly desires the fountains of water, so my soul earnestly longs for you, O God.
1For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. Blessed is he who considers the poor. Yahweh will deliver him in the day of evil.
2My soul has thirsted for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
2Yahweh will preserve him, and keep him alive. He shall be blessed on the earth, and he will not surrender him to the will of his enemies.
3My tears have been bread to me day and night, while they daily said to me, Where is your God?
3Yahweh will sustain him on his sickbed, and restore him from his bed of illness.
4I remembered these things, and poured out my soul in me, for I will go to the place of your wondrous tabernacle, [even] to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and thanksgiving and of the sound of those who keep festival.
4I said, “Yahweh, have mercy on me! Heal me, for I have sinned against you.”
5Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the salvation of my countenance.
5My enemies speak evil against me: “When will he die, and his name perish?”
6O my God, my soul has been troubled within me: therefore will I remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Ermonites, from the little hill.
6If he comes to see me, he speaks falsehood. His heart gathers iniquity to itself. When he goes abroad, he tells it.
7Deep calls to deep at the voice of your cataracts: all your billows and your waves have gone over me.
7All who hate me whisper together against me. They imagine the worst for me.
8By day the Lord will command his mercy, and manifest [it] by night: with me [is] prayer to the God of my life.
8“An evil disease”, they say, “has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more.”
9I will say to God, You are my helper; why have you forgotten me? therefore do I go sad of countenance, while the enemy oppresses [me]?
9Yes, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, who ate bread with me, has lifted up his heel against me.
10While my bones were breaking, they that afflicted me reproached me; while they said to me daily, Where is your God?
10But you, Yahweh, have mercy on me, and raise me up, that I may repay them.
11Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the health of my countenance, and my God.
11By this I know that you delight in me, because my enemy doesn’t triumph over me.