And David will rise, and all the people which are with him, and they will pass over Jordan: till the light of the morning till not one was lacking which passed not over Jordan.
Psalm 42:6 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876 O my God, my soul will be bowed down upon me: for this I will remember from the land of Jordan and the Hermonites, from the mountain of smallness Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 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. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition O my God, my life is cast down upon me [and I find the burden more than I can bear]; therefore will I [earnestly] remember You from the land of the Jordan [River] and the [summits of Mount] Hermon, from the little mountain Mizar. American Standard Version (1901) O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar. Common English Bible My whole being is depressed. That’s why I remember you from the land of Jordan and Hermon, from Mount Mizar. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God. |
And David will rise, and all the people which are with him, and they will pass over Jordan: till the light of the morning till not one was lacking which passed not over Jordan.
And it will be as David went to Mahanaim, and Shobi, son of Nahash of Rabbah of the sons of Ammon, and Machir son of Ammiel of Lo-Debar, and Barzillai the Gileadite of Rogelim,
As the dew of Hermon coming down upon the mountains of Zion: for there Jehovah commanded the blessing, life even forever.
To the overseer upon the first place of the dawn; chanting of David. My God, my God, wherefore forsookest thou me? far off from my salvation the words of my groaning.
I will come to the altar of God, to God the gladness of my joy: and I will praise thee upon the harp, O God, my God.
Why wilt thou be bowed down, O my soul? and why wilt thou be disturbed upon me? hope upon God, for yet shall I praise him, the salvation of my face, and my God.
From the end of the earth I will call to thee, in the fainting of my heart: thou wilt lead me into the rock it will be lifted up above me.
In my soul fainting upon me I remembered Jehovah: and my prayers will come in to thee to thy holy temple.
And having gone forward a little, he fell upon his face, praying, and saying, My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass away from me: but not as I will, but as thou.
And about the ninth hour, Jesus cried out with a great voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani I this is, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?