Psalm 42:9 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

⁹ And I will say to God my rock, Why me forgett'st thou so? Why, for my foes' oppression, thus mourning do I go?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

⁹ I will say unto God my rock, why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

⁹ I will say to God my Rock, Why have You forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

American Standard Version (1901)

⁹ I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Common English Bible

⁹ I will say to God, my solid rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I have to walk around, sad, oppressed by enemies?”

Psalm 42:9 Tagairtí Cros

Psalm 13:1

How long wilt thou forget me, Lord? shall it for ever be? O how long shall it be that thou wilt hide thy face from me?

Psalm 18:2

My fortress is the Lord, My rock, and he that doth to me deliverance afford: My God, my strength, whom I will trust, a buckler unto me, The horn of my salvation, and my high tow'r, is he.

Psalm 28:1

To thee I'll cry, O Lord, my rock; hold not thy peace to me; Lest like those that to pit descend I by thy silence be.

Psalm 38:6

I troubled am, and much bow'd down; all day I mourning go.

Psalm 43:2

For thou the God art of my strength; why thrusts thou me thee fro'? For th' enemy's oppression why do I mourning go?

Psalm 55:3

Because of th' en'my's voice, and for lewd men's oppression great: On me they cast iniquity, and they in wrath me hate.

Psalm 62:2

He only my salvation is, and my strong rock is he: He only is my sure defence; much mov'd I shall not be.

Psalm 77:9

Is't true that to be gracious the Lord forgotten hath? And that his tender mercies he hath shut up in his wrath?

Psalm 78:35

And that the Lord had been their Rock, they did remember then; Ev'n that the high almighty God had their Redeemer been.

Psalm 88:9

By reason of affliction mine eye mourns dolefully: To thee, Lord, do I call, and stretch my hands continually.

Psalm 92:3

On a ten-stringed instrument, upon the psaltery, And on the harp with solemn sound, and grave sweet melody.