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My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, Where is your God?

These things I [earnestly] remember and pour myself out within me: how I went slowly before the throng and led them in procession to the house of God [like a bandmaster before his band, timing the steps to the sound of music and the chant of song], with the voice of shouting and praise, a throng keeping festival.

Why are you cast down, O my inner self? And why should you moan over me and be disquieted within me? Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him, my Help and my God.

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My tears(A) have been my food
    day and night,
while people say to me all day long,
    “Where is your God?”(B)
These things I remember
    as I pour out my soul:(C)
how I used to go to the house of God(D)
    under the protection of the Mighty One[a]
with shouts of joy(E) and praise(F)
    among the festive throng.(G)

Why, my soul, are you downcast?(H)
    Why so disturbed(I) within me?
Put your hope in God,(J)
    for I will yet praise(K) him,
    my Savior(L) and my God.(M)

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 42:4 See Septuagint and Syriac; the meaning of the Hebrew for this line is uncertain.