Psalms 42 Parallel Bible Translations

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Bishops' Bible of 1568
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1 To the chiefe musition a wise instruction of the sonnes of Corach. Lyke as the Hart brayeth for water brookes: so panteth my soule after thee O God. As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. For the director of music. A maskil of the Sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my 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? My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?
3 My teares haue ben my meate day and nyght: whyle they dayly say vnto me where is nowe thy God. My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?” My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your 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. These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival. These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng.
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. Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
6 My Lorde, my soule is discouraged within me: because I remember thee from the lande of Iordane, and from the litle hyll Hermonim. and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar. My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.
7 One deepe calleth another at the noyse of thy water pypes: all thy waues and stormes are gone ouer me. Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me. Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept 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. By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to 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? I say to God, my rock: “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?” I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by 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? As with a deadly wound in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?” My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your 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. Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God. Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
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