Chapter 41

The fervent desire of the just, ℣.6 much afflicted in this life, ℣.12 and assured hope of eternal joy.

1. 1

   Unto the end, understanding to the sons of Core. fountains of waters: so doth my soul

2. 2

   Even as the hart desireth after the desire after thee, o God.

3. 3

   My soul hath thirsted after God the strong living: when shall I come and appear before the face of God?

4. 4

   My tears have been breads unto me day and night: whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?

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   These things have I remembered, and have poured out my soul in me, because I shall pass into the place of a marvelous tabernacle, even to the house of God. In the voice of exultation, and confession: the sound of one feasting.

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   Why art thou sorrowful my soul? & why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, because yet I will confess to him: the salvation of my countenance,

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   and my God. My soul is troubled toward my self; therefore will I be mindful of thee from the land of Jordan, and Hermoniim from the little mountain.

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   Depth calleth on depth, in the voice of thy flood-gates. All thy high things, and thy ways have passed over me.

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   In the day our Lord hath commanded his mercy: and in the night a song of him. With me is prayer to the God of my life:

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    I will say to God: Thou art my defender. Why hast thou forgotten me? And why go I sorrowful, whilst mine enemy afflicteth me?

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    Whilst my bones are broken, mine enemies that trouble me have upbraided me: Whilst they say to me day by day: Where is thy God?

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    Why art thou heavy, o my soul? & why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, because yet I will confess to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.