42:5. To thee, O God my God, I will give praise upon the harp: why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me?
42:6. Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
Psalms Chapter 43
Deus auribus nostris.
The church commemorates former favours, and present afflictions; under which she prays for succour.
43:1. Unto the end, for the sons of Core, to give understanding.
43:2. We have heard, O God, with our ears: our fathers have declared to us, The work thou hast wrought in their days, and in the days of old.
43:3. Thy hand destroyed the Gentiles, and thou plantedst them: thou didst afflict the people and cast them out.
43:4. For they got not the possession of the land by their own sword: neither did their own arm save them. But thy right hand and thy arm, and the light of thy countenance: because thou wast pleased with them.
43:5. Thou art thyself my king and my God, who commandest the saving of Jacob.