Psalms 43

Iudge mee, O God, and plead my cause against an vngodly nation; O deliuer me from the deceitfull and vniust man.

GenevaJudge me, O God, and defend my cause against the vnmercifull people: deliuer mee from the deceitfull and wicked man.

שָׁפְטֵ֤/נִי אֱלֹהִ֨ים וְ/רִ֘יבָ֤/ה רִיבִ֗/י מִ/גּ֥וֹי לֹא חָסִ֑יד מֵ֤/אִישׁ מִרְמָ֖ה וְ/עַוְלָ֣ה תְפַלְּטֵֽ/נִי

For thou art the God of my strength, why doest thou cast me off? why goe I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

GenevaFor thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?

כִּֽי אַתָּ֤ה אֱלֹהֵ֣י מָֽעוּזִּ/י֮ לָ/מָ֪ה זְנַ֫חְתָּ֥/נִי לָֽ/מָּה קֹדֵ֥ר אֶתְהַלֵּ֗ךְ בְּ/לַ֣חַץ אוֹיֵֽב

O send out thy light & thy trueth; let them leade mee, let them bring mee vnto thy holy hill, and to thy Tabernacles.

GenevaSende thy light and thy trueth: let them leade mee: let them bring mee vnto thine holy Mountaine and to thy Tabernacles.

שְׁלַח אוֹרְ/ךָ֣ וַ֭/אֲמִתְּ/ךָ הֵ֣מָּה יַנְח֑וּ/נִי יְבִיא֥וּ/נִי אֶל הַֽר קָ֝דְשְׁ/ךָ֗ וְ/אֶל מִשְׁכְּנוֹתֶֽי/ךָ

Then will I goe vnto the Altar of God, vnto God my exceeding ioy: yea vpon the harpe will I praise thee, O God, my God.

GenevaThen wil I go vnto the altar of God, euen vnto the God of my ioy and gladnes: and vpon the harpe wil I giue thanks vnto thee, O God, my God.

וְ/אָב֤וֹאָה אֶל מִזְבַּ֬ח אֱלֹהִ֗ים אֶל אֵל֮ שִׂמְחַ֪ת גִּ֫ילִ֥/י וְ/אוֹדְ/ךָ֥ בְ/כִנּ֗וֹר אֱלֹהִ֥ים אֱלֹהָֽ/י

Why art thou cast downe, O my soule? 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.

GenevaWhy art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes, he is my present helpe, and my God.

מַה תִּשְׁתּ֬וֹחֲחִ֨י נַפְשִׁ/י֮ וּֽ/מַה תֶּהֱמִ֪י עָ֫לָ֥/י הוֹחִ֣ילִי לֵֽ֭/אלֹהִים כִּי ע֣וֹד אוֹדֶ֑/נּוּ יְשׁוּעֹ֥ת פָּ֝נַ֗/י וֵֽ/אלֹהָֽ/י