14 Why art thou so vexed, O my soul: and why art thou so disquieted
within me?
15 O put thy trust in God: for I will yet thank him, which is the
help of my countenance, and my God.
PSALM 43. _Judica me, Deus_.
Give sentence with me, O God, and defend my cause against the
ungodly people: O deliver me from the deceitful and wicked man.
2 For thou art the God of my strength, why hast thou put me from
thee: and why go I so heavily, while the enemy oppresseth me?
3 O send out thy light and thy truth, that they may lead me: and
bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy dwelling.
4 And that I may go unto the altar of God, even unto the God of
my joy and gladness: and upon the harp will I give thanks unto
thee, O God, my God.
5 Why art thou so heavy, O my soul: and why art thou so disquieted
within me?
6 O put thy trust in God: for I will yet give him thanks, which
is the help of my countenance, and my God