Book 2
(Psalms 42-72)
For the music director; a well-written song
42:1 As a deer
so I long
42:2 I thirst
for the living God.
I say,
42:3 I cannot eat, I weep day and night;
all day long they say to me,
69:3 I am exhausted from shouting for help;
my throat is sore;
my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
כ (Kaf)
119:81 I desperately long for
I find hope in your word.
119:82 My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled.
I say,
119:83 For
I do not forget your statutes.
143:7 Answer me quickly, Lord!
My strength is fading.
Do not reject me,
or I will join
The Beloved to the Maidens:
5:8 O maidens of Jerusalem, I command you –
If you find my beloved, what will you tell him?
Tell him that I am lovesick!