O God the Lord, who art the strength of my salvation: A cov'ring in the day of war my head thou hast put on.
Psalm 43:2 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) For thou the God art of my strength; why thrusts thou me thee fro'? For th' enemy's oppression why do I mourning go? Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? Amplified Bible - Classic Edition For You are the God of my strength [my Stronghold–in Whom I take refuge]; why have You cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? American Standard Version (1901) For thou art the God of my strength; why hast thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? Common English Bible Because you are my God, my protective fortress! Why have you rejected me? Why do I have to walk around, sad, oppressed by enemies? Catholic Public Domain Version We have heard, O God, with our own ears. Our fathers have announced to us the work that you wrought in their days and in the days of antiquity. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version We have heard, O God, with our ears: our fathers have declared to us, The work, thou hast wrought in their days, and in the days of old. |
O God the Lord, who art the strength of my salvation: A cov'ring in the day of war my head thou hast put on.
The Lord's my strength and shield; my heart upon him did rely; And I am helped: hence my heart doth joy exceedingly, And with my song I will him praise.
And sith thou art my strength, therefore pull me out of the net, Which they in subtilty for me so privily have set.
'Tis as a sword within my bones, when my foes me upbraid; Ev'n when by them, Where is thy God? 'tis daily to me said.
And I will say to God my rock, Why me forgett'st thou so? Why, for my foes' oppression, thus mourning do I go?
But now we are cast off by thee, and us thou putt'st to shame; And when our armies do go forth, thou go'st not with the same.
O do not cast me off, when as old age doth overtake me; And when my strength decayed is, then do not thou forsake me.
Distress'd am I, and from my youth I ready am to die; Thy terrors I have borne, and am distracted fearfully.
For sure the Lord will not cast off those that his people be, Neither his own inheritance quit and forsake will he: