Psalms 43

A Final Plea for God’s Help

1 Judge me, God, and fight my case against a two-faced nation; Save me from the fake and evil dude.

2 Because You are the God of my strength; why You push me away, Why I must walk around sad because my enemy is messing with me,

3 Send out Your light and Your truth; let them lead me; Let them bring me to Your holy mountain, And to Your spot.

4 Then I will go to the altar of God, To God my ultimate joy; And I will thank You on the guitar, God, my God.

5 Why are you down, my soul? Why are you so messed up inside me? Hope in God, because I am going to thank Him again, my rescuer and my God.