40:7. And if he came in to see me, he spoke vain things: his heart gathered together iniquity to itself. He went out and spoke to the same purpose.
40:8. All my enemies whispered together against me: they devised evils to me.
40:9. They determined against me an unjust word: shall he that sleepeth rise again no more?
40:10. For even the man of my peace, in whom I trusted, who ate my bread, hath greatly supplanted me.
40:11. But thou, O Lord, have mercy on me, and raise my up again: and I will requite them.
40:12. By this I know, that thou hast had a good will for me: because my enemy shall not rejoice over me.
40:13. But thou hast upheldme by reason of my innocence: and hast established me in thy sight for ever.
40:14. Blessed be the Lord the God of Israel from eternity to eternity.
So be it. So be it.
Psalms Chapter 41
The fervent desire of the just after God: hope in afflictions.
41:1. Unto the end, understanding for the sons of Core.
41:2. As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; so my soul panteth after thee, O God.
41:3. My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
41:4. My tears have been my bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
41:5. These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.
41:6. Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance,
41:7. And my God. My soul is troubled within my self: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniim, from the little hill.
41:8. Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.
41:9. In the daytime the Lord hath commanded hismercy; and a canticle to him in the night. With me is prayer to the God of my life.
41:10. I will say to God: Thou art my support. Why hast thou forgotten me? and why go I mourning, whilst my enemy afflicteth me?
41:11. Whilst my bones are broken, my enemies who troubleme have reproached me; Whilst they say to me day be day: Where is thy God?
41:12. Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me?
Hope thou in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
Psalms Chapter 42
Judica me, Deus.
The prophet aspireth after the temple and altar of God.
42:1. A psalm for David. Judge me, O God, and distinguish my cause from the nation that is not holy: deliver me from the unjust and deceitful man.
42:2. For thou art God my strrength: why hast thou cast me off? and why do I go sorrowful whilst the enemy afflicteth me?
42:3. Sent forth thy light and thy truth: they have conducted me, and brought me unto thy holy hill, and into thy tabernacles.
42:4. And I will go in to the altar of God: to God who giveth joy to my youth.
42:5. To thee, O God my God, I will give praise upon the harp: why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me?
42:6. Hope in God, for I will still give pralise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
Psalms Chapter 43
Deus auribus nostris.
The church commemorates former favours, and present afflictions; under which she prays for succour.
43:1. Unto the end, for the sons of Core, to give understanding.
43:2. We have heard, O God, with our ears: our fathers have declared to us, The work thou hast wrought in their days, and in the days of old.
43:3. Thy hand destroyed the Gentiles, and thou plantedst them: thou didst aflict the people and cast them out.
43:4. For they got not the possession of the land by their own sword: neither did their own arm save them. But thy right hand and thy arm, and the light of thy countenance: because thou wast pleased with them.
43:5. Thou art thyself my king andmy God, who commandest the saving of Jacob.
43:6. Through thee we will push down our enemies with the horn: and through thy name we will despise them that rise up against us.
43:7. For I will not trust in my bow: neither shall my sword save me.
43:8. But thou hast saved us from them that afflict us: and hast put them to shame that hate us.
43:9. In God shall we glory all the day long: and in thy name we will give praise for ever.
43:10. But now thou hast cast us off, and put us to shame: and thou, O God, wilt not go out with our armies.
43:11. Thou hast made kus turn our back to our enemies: and they that hated us plundered for themselves.
43:12. Thou hast given us up like sheep to be eaten: thou hast scattered us among the nations.
43:13. Thou hast sold thy people for no price: and there was no reckoning in the exchange of them.
43:14. Thou hast made us a reproach to our neighbours, a scoff and derision to them that are round about us.