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A Prayer for Protection

43 God, defend me.
    ·Argue my case [L Vindicate me, O God, and contend for/defend me] against ·those who don’t follow you [L a godless nation].
    ·Save [Rescue; T Deliver] me from ·liars [deceivers] and those who ·do evil [are unjust].
God, you are my ·strength [L refuge].
    Why have you rejected me?
Why am I ·sad [L going around in mourning]
    and ·troubled [oppressed] by my enemies?
Send me your light and ·truth [faithfulness]
    to ·guide [lead] me.
Let them ·lead [bring] me to your holy mountain [C Zion, the location of the Temple],
    to ·where you live [your dwelling].
Then I will go to the altar of God,
    to God who is my joy and happiness.
I will praise you with a ·harp [lyre],
    God, my God.

Why ·am I so sad [L are you downcast, my soul]?
    Why ·am I so upset [are you groaning/in an uproar]?
I ·should [or will] ·put my hope in [wait for] God
    and ·keep praising [or will again praise] him,
my ·Savior [Victor] and my God.

Attente de l’intervention divine

43 Rends-moi justice, ô Dieu, défends ma cause contre une nation infidèle!

Délivre-moi des hommes trompeurs et criminels!

Toi, mon Dieu protecteur, pourquoi me repousses-tu?

Pourquoi dois-je marcher dans la tristesse,

sous l’oppression de l’ennemi?

Envoie ta lumière et ta vérité!

Qu’elles me guident

et me conduisent à ta montagne sainte et à ta demeure!

J’irai vers l’autel de Dieu, vers Dieu, ma joie et mon allégresse,

et je te célébrerai sur la harpe, ô Dieu, mon Dieu!

Pourquoi être abattue, mon âme, et pourquoi gémir en moi?

Espère en Dieu, car je le louerai encore!

Il est mon salut et mon Dieu.

Prayer to God in Time of Trouble

43 Vindicate (A)me, O God,
And (B)plead my cause against an ungodly nation;
Oh, deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man!
For You are the God of my strength;
Why do You cast me off?
(C)Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

(D)Oh, send out Your light and Your truth!
Let them lead me;
Let them bring me to (E)Your holy hill
And to Your [a]tabernacle.
Then I will go to the altar of God,
To God my exceeding joy;
And on the harp I will praise You,
O God, my God.

(F)Why are you cast down, O my soul?
And why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God;
For I shall yet praise Him,
The [b]help of my countenance and my God.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 43:3 dwelling places
  2. Psalm 43:5 Lit. salvation