|
|
| [1] Lyke as the Hart brayeth for water brookes: so panteth my soule after thee O God |
[1]As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. |
| [2]My soule is a thirst for the Lorde, yea euen for the lyuyng Lorde: when shall I come to appeare before the face of the Lorde |
[2]My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? |
| [3]My teares haue ben my meate day and nyght: whyle they dayly say vnto me where is [nowe] thy God |
[3]My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? |
| [4]And I powred out of me my very heart, remembryng this howe that before tyme I haue passed with a great number, bringyng the vnto the house of the Lord: with a voyce of ioy & prayse, [& with] a company that kept holy day |
[4]When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday. |
| [5]Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I will yet acknowledge him only to be a present saluation |
[5]Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance. |
| [6]My Lorde, my soule is discouraged within me: because I remember thee from the lande of Iordane, and from the litle hyll Hermonim |
[6]O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar. |
| [7]One deepe calleth another at the noyse of thy water pypes: all thy waues and stormes are gone ouer me |
[7]Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. |
| [8]God wyll graunt his louing kindnesse on the day tyme: and in the nyght season I wyll syng of hym, and make my prayer vnto the Lorde of my lyfe |
[8]Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life. |
| [9]I wyll say vnto the Lorde of my strength: why hast thou forgotten me, why go I thus heauyly through the oppression of myne enemie |
[9]I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? |
| [10]It was as a sworde in my bones, when myne enemies dyd cast me in the teeth: in saying dayly vnto me, where is nowe thy Lorde |
[10]As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God? |
| [11]Why art thou so discouraged O my soule, & why art thou so vnquiet within me? attende thou vpon the Lorde, for I wil yet acknowledge him to be only my present saluation, and my Lorde |
[11]Why 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. |