42:1 | As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. |
42:2 | My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? |
42:3 | My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? |
42:4 | 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. |
42:5 | 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. |
42:6 | 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. |
42:7 | Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. |
42:8 | 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. |
42:8 | 白晝耶和華必向我施慈愛.黑夜我要歌頌禱告賜我生命的 神。 |
42:8 | 白昼耶和华必向我施慈爱。黑夜我要歌颂祷告赐我生命的神。 |
job:35:10 | But none saith, Where is God my maker, who giveth songs in the night; |
psm:77:6 | I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search. |
psm:119:62 | At midnight I will rise to give thanks unto thee because of thy righteous judgments. |
act:16:25 | And at midnight Paul and Silas prayed, and sang praises unto God: and the prisoners heard them. |
psm:133:3 | As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended upon the mountains of Zion: for there the LORD commanded the blessing, even life for evermore. |
COBL | |
42:9 | I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? |
42:10 | As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God? |
42:11 | 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. |