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Chapter 42

Translation and Transliteration of 

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1For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites.

la-menat-TSE-akh mas-KIL liv-NEI ko-RACH

אלַמְנַצֵּ֗חַ מַשְׂכִּ֥יל לִבְנֵי־קֹֽרַח׃

2Like a hind crying for water, my soul cries for You, O Hashem;

k'-a-YAL ta-a-ROG al a-fi-KEI-ma-YIM, KEN naf-SHEE ta-a-ROG e-LE-kha e-lo-HIM

בכְּאַיָּ֗ל תַּעֲרֹ֥ג עַל־אֲפִֽיקֵי־מָ֑יִם כֵּ֤ן נַפְשִׁ֨י תַעֲרֹ֖ג אֵלֶ֣יךָ אֱלֹהִֽים׃

3my soul thirsts for Hashem, the living Hashem; O when will I come to appear before Hashem!

t'-mo-AH naf-SHEE le-E-lo-HEEM, l'-EL kha-YEE, ma-TAI a-VO, v'-ay-ra-EH p'-NAY e-lo-HEEM

גצָמְאָ֬ה נַפְשִׁ֨י ׀ לֵאלֹהִים֮ לְאֵ֢ל חָ֥֫י מָתַ֥י אָב֑וֹא וְ֝אֵרָאֶ֗ה פְּנֵ֣י אֱלֹהִֽים׃

4My tears have been my food day and night; I am ever taunted with, “Where is your God?”

ha-y'-ta LA-ee dim-a-TEE le-KHEM yo-MAM va-la-y'-LAH b'-e-MOR e-LAI kol ha-YOM a-YEH e-lo-HE-kha

דהָיְתָה־לִּ֬י דִמְעָתִ֣י לֶ֭חֶם יוֹמָ֣ם וָלָ֑יְלָה בֶּאֱמֹ֥ר אֵלַ֥י כׇּל־הַ֝יּ֗וֹם אַיֵּ֥ה אֱלֹהֶֽיךָ׃

5When I think of this, I pour out my soul: how I walked with the crowd, moved with them, the festive throng, to the House of Hashem with joyous shouts of praise.

AY-leh ez-K'-RAH v'-esh-p'-KAH a-LAI naf-SHEE, KEE e-e-VOR ba-SAKH e-da-DAYM ad-BAYT e-lo-HEEM b'-KOL-ri-NAH v'-to-DAH ha-MON kho-GAYG

האֵ֤לֶּה אֶזְכְּרָ֨ה ׀ וְאֶשְׁפְּכָ֬ה עָלַ֨י ׀ נַפְשִׁ֗י כִּ֤י אֶעֱבֹ֨ר ׀ בַּסָּךְ֮ אֶדַּדֵּ֗ם עַד־בֵּ֥ית אֱלֹ֫הִ֥ים בְּקוֹל־רִנָּ֥ה וְתוֹדָ֗ה הָמ֥וֹן חוֹגֵֽג׃

6Why so downcast, my soul, why disquieted within me? Have hope in Hashem; I will yet praise Him for His saving presence.

mah-tish-to-cha-KHI naf-SHEE, va-te-he-MEE a-LAI, ho-KHI-lee le-E-lo-HEEM, kee-OD o-DE-nu ye-shu-OT pa-NAV

ומַה־תִּשְׁתּ֬וֹחֲחִ֨י ׀ נַפְשִׁי֮ וַתֶּהֱמִ֢י עָ֫לָ֥י הוֹחִ֣לִי לֵ֭אלֹהִים כִּי־ע֥וֹד אוֹדֶ֗נּוּ יְשׁוּע֥וֹת פָּנָֽיו׃

7O my God, my soul is downcast; therefore I think of You in this land of Yarden and Chermon, in Mount Mizar,

e-lo-HAI a-LAI naf-SHEE tish-to-KHAKH al KAYN ez-ko-r'-KHA may-E-retz yar-DAYN v'-kher-mo-NEEM may-HAR mitz-AR

זאֱלֹהַ֗י עָלַי֮ נַפְשִׁ֢י תִשְׁתּ֫וֹחָ֥ח עַל־כֵּ֗ן אֶ֭זְכׇּרְךָ מֵאֶ֣רֶץ יַרְדֵּ֑ן וְ֝חֶרְמוֹנִ֗ים מֵהַ֥ר מִצְעָֽר׃

 42:7   And Chermon, in Mount Mizar

Mount Chermon

A young man living in the northern region of Israel longs for Yerushalayim, his soul thirsting for closeness to God. Unable to reach the holy city, he finds his inspiration in Mount Chermon. Soaring over two thousand eight hundred meters above sea level, this mountain range is covered in snow for much of the year, and the runoff of melting snow is a major source of freshwater for the Jordan River which flows into the Sea of Galilee. The runoff from the top of the Chermon also enables a fertile plant life and rich vegetation below the snow line of the mountain, and the southern slopes of the mountains extend to the northern Golan Heights. Yet despite the richness in rain, vegetation and awe-inspiring vistas, the psalmist still seeks spiritual inspiration two hundred kilometers southward, from a small hill upon which stands the Beit Hamikdash and from where the word of Hashem emanates to the entire world: Yerushalayim.

8where deep calls to deep in the roar of Your cataracts; all Your breakers and billows have swept over me.

te-HOM-el-te-HOM ko-RE l'-KOL tzi-NO-re-KHA, kol-mish-BA-re-KHA v'-ga-LE-kha a-LAI a-va-ru

חתְּהוֹם־אֶל־תְּה֣וֹם ק֭וֹרֵא לְק֣וֹל צִנּוֹרֶ֑יךָ כׇּֽל־מִשְׁבָּרֶ֥יךָ וְ֝גַלֶּ֗יךָ עָלַ֥י עָבָֽרוּ׃

9By day may Hashem vouchsafe His faithful care, so that at night a song to Him may be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

yo-MAM y'-tza-VEH a-do-NAI khas-DO u-va-lai-LAH shi-ROH i-MEE t'-fi-LAH l'-EL kha-YAI

טיוֹמָ֤ם ׀ יְצַוֶּ֬ה יְהֹוָ֨ה ׀ חַסְדּ֗וֹ וּ֭בַלַּיְלָה שִׁירֹ֣ה עִמִּ֑י תְּ֝פִלָּ֗ה לְאֵ֣ל חַיָּֽי׃

10I say to Hashem, my rock, “Why have You forgotten me, why must I walk in gloom, oppressed by my enemy?”

o-m'-RA l'-EL sal-EE la-MAH sh'-kakh-TA-nee la-MAH-ko-DER e-LEKH b'-la-KHATZ o-YEV

יאוֹמְרָ֤ה ׀ לְאֵ֥ל סַלְעִי֮ לָמָ֢ה שְׁכַ֫חְתָּ֥נִי לָֽמָּה־קֹדֵ֥ר אֵלֵ֗ךְ בְּלַ֣חַץ אוֹיֵֽב׃

11Crushing my bones, my foes revile me, taunting me always with, “Where is your God?”

b'-RE-tzakh b'-a-tz'-mo-TAI khe-ru-FU-nee tzo-r'-RAI b'-a-m'-RAM e-LAI kol ha-YOM a-YEH e-lo-HE-kha

יאבְּרֶ֤צַח ׀ בְּֽעַצְמוֹתַ֗י חֵרְפ֥וּנִי צוֹרְרָ֑י בְּאׇמְרָ֥ם אֵלַ֥י כׇּל־הַ֝יּ֗וֹם אַיֵּ֥ה אֱלֹהֶֽיךָ׃

12Why so downcast, my soul, why disquieted within me? Have hope in Hashem; I will yet praise Him, my ever-present help, my God.

mah-tish-to-KHA-khi, naf-SHEE, u-mah-te-he-MEE a-LAI, ho-KHEE-lee le-E-lo-HEEM, kee-OD o-DE-nu, ye-shu-AT pa-NAI, ve-E-lo-HAI.

יבמַה־תִּשְׁתּ֬וֹחֲחִ֨י ׀ נַפְשִׁי֮ וּֽמַה־תֶּהֱמִ֢י עָ֫לָ֥י הוֹחִ֣ילִי לֵ֭אלֹהִים כִּי־ע֣וֹד אוֹדֶ֑נּוּ יְשׁוּעֹ֥ת פָּ֝נַ֗י וֵאלֹהָֽי׃