Psalm 42  Quemadmodum

Like as the hart desireth the water-brooks, *
 so longeth my soul after thee, O God.

My soul is athirst for God, yea, even for the living God; *
 when shall I come to appear before the presence of God?

My tears have been my meat day and night, *
 while they daily say unto me, Where is now thy God?

Now when I think thereupon, I pour out my heart by myself; *
 for I went with the multitude, and brought them forth into
/the house of God;

Why art thou so full of heaviness, O my soul? *
 and why art thou so disquieted within me?

O put thy trust in God; *
 for I will yet thank him, which is the help of my
/countenance, and my God.


Psalm 46  Deus noster refugium

God is our hope and strength, *
 a very present help in trouble.

Therefore will we not fear, though the earth be moved, *
 and though the hills be carried into the midst of the sea;

Though the waters thereof rage and swell, *
 and though the mountains shake at the tempest of the same.

There is a river, the streams whereof make glad the city of God, *
 the holy place of the tabernacle of the Most Highest.