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These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!

What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance -- My God!

In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

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These things I remember
    as I pour out my soul:(A)
how I used to go to the house of God(B)
    under the protection of the Mighty One[a]
with shouts of joy(C) and praise(D)
    among the festive throng.(E)

Why, my soul, are you downcast?(F)
    Why so disturbed(G) within me?
Put your hope in God,(H)
    for I will yet praise(I) him,
    my Savior(J) and my God.(K)

My soul is downcast within me;
    therefore I will remember(L) you
from the land of the Jordan,(M)
    the heights of Hermon(N)—from Mount Mizar.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 42:4 See Septuagint and Syriac; the meaning of the Hebrew for this line is uncertain.