ASV - Psalms 39 to 43

Psalm 39

For the Chief Musician, Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.

¹I said, I will take heed to my ways, That I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, While the wicked is before me. ²I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred. ³My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned: Then spake I with my tongue: ⁴Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am. ⁵Behold, thou hast made my days as handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. Selah ⁶Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them. ⁷And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee. ⁸Deliver me from all my transgressions: Make me not the reproach of the foolish. ⁹I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it. ¹⁰Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand. ¹¹When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. Selah ¹²Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were. ¹³Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.

Psalm 40 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

¹I waited patiently for Jehovah; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. ²He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay; And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. ³And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: Many shall see it, and fear, And shall trust in Jehovah. ⁴Blessed is the man that maketh Jehovah his trust, And respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies. ⁵Many, O Jehovah my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done, And thy thoughts which are to us-ward; They cannot be set in order unto thee; If I would declare and speak of them, They are more than can be numbered. ⁶Sacrifice and offering thou hast no delight in; Mine ears hast thou opened: Burnt-offering and sin-offering hast thou not required. ⁷Then said I, Lo, I am come; In the roll of the book it is written of me: ⁸I delight to do thy will, O my God; Yea, thy law is within my heart. ⁹I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness in the great assembly; Lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Jehovah, thou knowest. ¹⁰I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation; I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great assembly. ¹¹Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Jehovah; Let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me. ¹²For innumerable evils have compassed me about; Mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up; They are more than the hairs of my head; And my heart hath failed me. ¹³Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me: Make haste to help me, O Jehovah. ¹⁴Let them be put to shame and confounded together That seek after my soul to destroy it: Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonor That delight in my hurt. ¹⁵Let them be desolate by reason of their shame That say unto me, Aha, aha. ¹⁶Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: Let such as love thy salvation say continually, Jehovah be magnified. ¹⁷But I am poor and needy; Yet the Lord thinketh upon me: Thou art my help and my deliverer; Make no tarrying, O my God.

Psalm 41 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

¹Blessed is he that considereth the poor: Jehovah will deliver him in the day of evil. ²Jehovah will preserve him, and keep him alive, And he shall be blessed upon the earth; And deliver not thou him unto the will of his enemies. ³Jehovah will support him upon the couch of languishing: Thou makest all his bed in his sickness. ⁴I said, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me: Heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee. ⁵Mine enemies speak evil against me, saying, When will he die, and his name perish? ⁶And if he come to see me, he speaketh falsehood; His heart gathereth iniquity to itself: When he goeth abroad, he telleth it. ⁷All that hate me whisper together against me; Against me do they devise my hurt. ⁸An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more. ⁹Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, Who did eat of my bread, Hath lifted up his heel against me. ¹⁰But thou, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me, and raise me up, That I may requite them. ¹¹By this I know that thou delightest in me, Because mine enemy doth not triumph over me. ¹²And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, And settest me before thy face for ever. ¹³Blessed be Jehovah, the God of Israel, From everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.

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Psalm 42

For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah.

¹As the hart panteth after the water brooks, So panteth my soul after thee, O God. ²My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God? ³My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? ⁴These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday. ⁵Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him For the help of his countenance. ⁶O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar. ⁷Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. ⁸Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, Even a prayer unto the God of my life. ⁹I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? ¹⁰As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? ¹¹Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.

Psalm 43

¹Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: Oh deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man. ²For thou art the God of my strength; why hast thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? ³Oh send out thy light and thy truth; let them lead me: Let them bring me unto thy holy hill, And to thy tabernacles. ⁴Then will I go unto the altar of God, Unto God my exceeding joy; And upon the harp will I praise thee, O God, my God. ⁵Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.