Psalm 23
Dominus regit me
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The LORD is my shepherd; *
I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures *
and leads me beside
still waters.
He revives my soul *
and guides me along right pathways for his
Name's sake.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I shall
fear no evil; *
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
You spread a table before me in the presence of those
who
trouble me; *
you have anointed my head with oil,
and my cup is
running over.
Surely your goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days
of
my life, *
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
Psalm 42
Quemadmodum
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As the deer longs for the water-brooks, *
so longs my soul for
you, O God.
My soul is athirst for God, athirst for the living God; *
when
shall I come to appear before the presence of God?
My tears have been my food day and night, *
while all day long
they say to me,
"Where now is your God?"
I pour out my soul when I think on these things: *
how I went
with the multitude and led them into the house of God,
With the voice of praise and thanksgiving, *
among those who
keep holy-day.
Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul? *
and why are you
so disquieted within me?
Put your trust in God; *
for I will yet give thanks to him,
who is the help of my countenance, and my God.
My soul is heavy within me; *
therefore I will remember you from
the land of Jordan,
and from the peak of Mizar among the heights of
Hermon.
One deep calls to another in the noise of your cataracts; *
all
your rapids and floods have gone over me.
The LORD grants his loving-kindness in the daytime; *
in the
night season his song is with me,
a prayer to the God of my life.
I will say to the God of my strength,
"Why have you forgotten
me? *
and why do I go so heavily while the enemy
oppresses me?"
While my bones are being broken, *
my enemies mock me to my
face;
All day long they mock me *
and say to me, "Where now is your
God?"
Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul? *
and why are you
so disquieted within me?
Put your trust in God; *
for I will yet give thanks to him,
who is the help of my countenance, and my God.
