The Prophet grieuouſly complaineth, that being letted by his perſecutors he colde not be preſent in the Cōgregaciō of Gods people, proteſting that althogh he was ſeparated in bodie frō them, yet his heart was thitherwarde affectioned. 7 And laſt of all he ſheweth, that he was not ſo farre ouercome with theſe ſorowes & the gits, &c. But that he continually put his confidence in the Lord.

To him that excelleth. A Pſalme to giue inſtruction, ^acōmitted to the ſonnes of Kórah.

1.AS the hart brayeth for the riuers of water, ſo ^bpāteth my ſoule after thee, ô God.

2.My ſoule thirſteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when ſhal I come and appeare before the preſence of God?

3.^cMy teares haue bene my meat daie and night, while they daiely ſay vnto me, Where is thy God?

4.When I remēbred ^dtheſe things, I powred out my verie heart, becauſe I had gone with the multitude, & led them into the Houſe of God with the voice of ſinging, & praiſe, as a multitude y^t kepeth a feaſt.

5.Why art thou caſt downe, my ſoule, and vnquiet within me? ^ewaite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his preſence.

6.My God, my ſoule is caſt downe within me, ^fbecauſe I remember thee, from the land of Iordén, and Hermoním, and from the mount Mizár.

7.One ^gdepe calleth another depe by y^e noiſe of thy water ſpoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.

8.The Lord ^hwil grante his louing kindenes in the daie, and in the night ſhal I ſing of hĩ, euē a praier vnto y^e God of my life.

9.I wil ſaie vnto God, which is my rocke, Why haſt thou forgotten me? why go I mournīg, when the enemie oppreſſeth me?

10.My ⁱbones are cut a ſunder, while mine enemies reproche me, ſaying daiely vnto me, Where is thy God?

11.^kWhy art thou caſt downe, my ſoule? & why art thou diſquieted within me? waite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes: he is my preſent helpe, and my God.

Psalm 42

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