מַה־תִּשְׁתּ֬וֹחֲחִ֨י ׀ נַפְשִׁי֮ וַתֶּהֱמִ֪י עָ֫לָ֥י הוֹחִ֣ילִי לֵֽ֭אלֹהִים כִּי־ע֥וֹד אוֹדֶ֗נּוּ יְשׁוּע֥וֹת פָּנָֽיו׃
Pourquoi es-tu affaissée, mon âme? Pourquoi t’agites-tu dans mon sein? Mets ton espoir en Dieu, car j’aurai encore à le louer: sa face apporte le salut.
Psalms
O G d, my soul is bowed down upon me, wherefore I remember You [(i.e., Your mercies, in spite of our backslidings [(in contrast to our present state)], from [what You wrought for us] at the Jordan, and the peaks of Hermon, and the small mount [(Sinai)].
Psalms
Why are you bowed down, my soul, and [why do you] make moan over me? Hope in G d, for I will yet thank Him, the salvations [i.e., the light] of my countenance and my G d.
Psalms
Why are you bowed down, my soul, and [why do you] make moan over me? Hope in G d, for I will yet thank him, the salvations [i.e., the light] of my countenance and my G d.