Księga Psalmów 42:5DRA
Biblia Katolicka · DRA · Werset 5 z 11
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"Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him the help of his countenance."
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3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where thy God?
4When I remember these , I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him the help of his countenance.
6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.