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Praying—with the Saints—to God Our Mother. Daniel F. Stramara
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Автор произведения Daniel F. Stramara
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13. Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me.
O Lord, draw near to my assistance.
14. Let those who seek my life
to destroy it,
be utterly confounded and ashamed.
Let those who wish evil upon me,
be turned back and put to shame.
15. Let those who say to me, Aha! Aha!
quickly receive shame as their reward.
16. Let all who seek you, O Lord,
exult and rejoice in you;
let those who love your salvation continually say,
“May the Lord be magnified!”
17. As for me, I am poor and needy;
the Lord will take care of me.
You are my helper and defender;
O my God, do not delay.
Psalm 41
1. As the deer earnestly pants for springs of water,
so pants my soul for you, O God.
2. My soul has thirsted
for the living God.
When shall I come and appear
before God?
3. My tears were my food day and night,
when they continually said to me, Where is your God?
4. I remembered these things,
and poured out my soul within me;
for I will go to the place of your marvelous tabernacle,
even to the house of God,
with shouts of exultation and thanksgiving,
and the sound of those who celebrate the festival.
5. Why then are you sad, O my soul?
And why do you trouble me?
Hope in God, for I will give him thanks,
God, the healthy glow of my countenance.
6. O my God, my soul has been troubled within me;
therefore I will remember you
from the land of Jordan and Hermon,
straddling the little mountain.
7. Deep calls unto deep,
in the roar of your raging waters;
all your billows and waves passed over me.
8. By day the Lord will execute mercy,
and make it manifest by night.
Let a prayer to the God of my life accompany me.
9. I will say to God, You are my helper,
so why have you forsaken me?
Why do I go about downcast
while my enemy oppresses me?
10. While my bones were crushed,
those who afflicted me reproached me
incessantly saying every day:
Where is your God?
11. Why are you sad, O my soul?
And why do you trouble me?
Hope in God, for I will give him thanks,
the health of my countenance
and my God.
Psalm 42
1. Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation:
deliver me from the unjust
and deceitful fellow.
2. For you, O God, are my strength; then why have you cast me off?
Why do I go about sad of countenance while the enemy oppresses me?
3. O send forth your light
and your truth;
these have guided me and brought me to your holy mountain,
even directed me to your holy tabernacle.
4. Thus I will go to the altar of God,
to the God who gladdens my youthfulness.
I will give thanks to you on the harp,
O God, my God.
5. Why are you sad, O my soul?
And why do you trouble me?
Hope in God, for I will give him thanks,
the health of my countenance
and my God.
Psalm 44
1. My heart has uttered a good word,
I declare my works to the king.
My tongue is the quill of a speedy writer.
2. You are fairer than mere mortals;
grace is poured out upon your lips,
therefore God has blessed you forever.
3. Gird your sword upon your thigh,
O Mighty One!
To your comeliness and beauty
give splendor!
4. Bend your bow, and prosper
and reign,
for the sake of truth, meekness
and justice!
Your right hand shall guide you wondrously!
5. Your arrows are sharpened,
O Mighty One.
Nations shall fall under your sway;
even those in the heart of the king’s enemies.
6. Your throne, O God, is forever
and ever,
the scepter of your kingdom is a scepter of rectitude.
7. You have loved righteousness and hated iniquity,
therefore God, your God,
has anointed you
with the oil of gladness above
your fellows.
8. There is myrrh, stacte, and cassia wafting from your robes,
from the ivory palaces which have gladdened you.
9. Kings’ daughters assemble in honor of you;
the queen stood at your right hand,
clothed in vestments of gold and fine embroidery.
10. Listen, O daughter, and take note:
Incline your ear, forget your people and your father’s house,
11. because the king has desired your beauty,
because he is your Lord.
12. The daughters of Tyre shall bow down to him bearing gifts,
the richest people of the