It may be that Jehovah will look on my affliction, and that Jehovah will repay me with good for his cursing this day.
Psalm 42:3 - Modern King James Version My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day, Where is your God? Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 My tears have been my meat day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? Amplified Bible - Classic Edition My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, Where is your God? American Standard Version (1901) My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? Common English Bible My tears have been my food both day and night, as people constantly questioned me, “Where’s your God now?” Catholic Public Domain Version Send forth your light and your truth. They have guided me and led me, to your holy mountain and into your tabernacles. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Send forth thy light and thy truth: they have conducted me, and brought me unto thy holy hill, and into thy tabernacles. |
It may be that Jehovah will look on my affliction, and that Jehovah will repay me with good for his cursing this day.
For I have eaten ashes like bread, and have mixed my drink with weeping,
I stretch forth my hands to You; my soul thirsts after You like a thirsty land. Selah.
He trusted on Jehovah; let Him deliver Him; let Him rescue Him, since He delights in Him!
Many are saying of my soul, There is no deliverance for him in God. Selah.
As with a sword in my bones, my enemies shame me; while they say daily to me, Where is your God?
so I have seen You in the holy place, seeing Your power and Your glory.
Why should the nations say, Where is their God? Let Him be known among the nations before our eyes by the revenging of the blood of Your servants which is shed.
and give to our neighbors their curse sevenfold into their bosom, the curse with which they have cursed You, O Lord.
You feed them with the bread of tears; and give them tears to drink in great measure.
Even the sparrow has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself where she may lay her young, Your altars, O Jehovah of Hosts, my King and my God.
Three times in the year all your males shall appear before the Lord God.
Let the priests, the ministers of Jehovah, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, Have pity on Your people, O Jehovah, and give not Your inheritance to shame, for a proverb among those of the nations. Why should they say among the people, Where is their God?
Then my enemy shall see it; and shame shall cover her who said to me, Where is Jehovah your God? My eyes shall behold her; now she shall be trampled like the mud of the streets.
For who of all flesh has heard the voice of the living God speaking out of the midst of the fire, as we have, and lived?