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43 Defend me, God.
    Argue my case against those people who don’t know you.
    Protect me from those evil liars.
God, you are my place of safety.
    Why have you turned me away?
Why must I suffer this sadness
    that my enemies have brought me?
Send your light and your truth to guide me,
    to lead me to your holy mountain, to your home.
I want to go to God’s altar,
    to the God who makes me so very happy.
God, my God, I want to play my harp
    and sing praises to you!

Why am I so sad?
    Why am I so upset?
I tell myself, “Wait for God’s help!
    You will again have a chance to praise him,
    your God, the one who will save you.”

43 Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.

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?

O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me; let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles.

Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.