God

ADONAI sustains them on their sickbed; when they lie ill, you make them recover.

I said, "ADONAI, have pity on me! Heal me, for I have sinned against you!" 830

But you, ADONAI, have pity on me, put me on my feet, so I can pay them back.

I will know you are pleased with me if my enemy doesn't defeat me.

You uphold me because of my innocence you establish me in your presence forever.

Blessed be ADONAI the God of Isra'el from eternity past to eternity future. Amen. Amen.

For the leader. A maskil of the descendants of Korach: Just as a deer longs for running streams, God, I long for you.

I am thirsty for God, for the living God! When can I come and appear before God?

My tears are my food, day and night, while all day people ask me, "Where is your God?"

I recall, as my feelings well up within me, how I'd go with the crowd to the house of God, with sounds of joy and praise from the throngs observing the festival.

My soul, why are you so downcast? Why are you groaning inside me? Hope in God, since I will praise him again for the salvation that comes from his presence.

My God, when I feel so downcast, I remind myself of you from the land of Yarden, from the peaks of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.

Deep is calling to deep at the thunder of your waterfalls; all your surging rapids and waves are sweeping over me.

By day ADONAI commands his grace, and at night his song is with me as a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, under pressure by the enemy?

My adversaries' taunts make me feel as if my bones were crushed, as they ask me all day long, 'Where is your God?'"

My soul, why are you so downcast? Why are you groaning inside me? Hope in God, since I will praise him again for being my Savior and God.

Judge me, God, and plead my cause against a faithless nation. Rescue me from those who deceive and from those who are unjust.

For you are the God of my strength; why have you thrust me aside? Why must I go about mourning, under pressure by the enemy?

Send out your light and your truth; let them be my guide; let them lead me to your holy mountain, to the places where you live.

Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my joy and delight; I will praise you on the lyre, God, my God.

My soul, why are you so downcast? Why are you groaning inside me? Hope in God, since I will praise him again for being my Savior and God.

For the leader. By the descendants of Korach. A maskil: God, we heard it with our ears; our fathers told us about it -a deed which you did in their days, back in days of old.

With your hand you drove out nations to plant them in [the land], you crushed peoples to make room for them.

For not by their own swords did they conquer the land, nor did their own arm give them victory; rather, it was your right hand, your arm and the light of your face; because you favored them.