8 An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him; and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
10 But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
11 By this I know that thou favorest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face forever.
13 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
Psalms 42 Intro: David's zeal to serve God -- His trust in God. (To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.)
1 As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee; O God.
2 My soul thirsteth for to see God, for to see the living God; when shall I come and appear before thee, O God?
3 My tears have been poured out unto thee day and night, while mine enemies continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
4 When I remember these mine enemies, I pour out my soul unto thee; for I had gone with the multitude; I also went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with the multitude that kept holyday.
