Psalm 41 (Third Royal Hour, Theophany)

Psalm 41 (Third Royal Hour, Theophany)

^{(Psalm 42 – Hebrew Numbering)}

As the hart panteth after the fountains of water, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.
My soul thirsted for God, the mighty, the living; when shall I come, and appear before the face of God?
My tears have been my bread by day and by night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
These things have I remembered, and I poured out my soul within me, for I shall go to the place of the wondrous tabernacle, even to the house of God, with a voice of rejoicing and thanksgiving, yea, of the sound of them that keep festival.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
And why dost thou disquiet me?
Hope in God, for I will give thanks unto Him; He is the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
Within me my soul hath been troubled; therefore will I remember Thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniem, from the little mountain.
Deep calleth unto deep, at the voice of Thy cataracts; all Thy billows and Thy waves have passed over me.
By day the Lord will command His mercy, and by night His ode shall be with me, my prayer unto the God of my life.
I will say unto God: Thou art my helper.
Why hast Thou forgotten me?
And wherefore go I with downcast face whilst mine enemy afflicteth me?
Whilst my bones were broken, mine enemies reproached me; whilst they said to me daily: Where is thy God?
Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
And why dost thou disquiet me?
Hope in God, for I will give thanks unto Him; He is the salvation of my countenance, and my God.