World English Bible
Psalm 43 (WEBP)
 Vindicate me, God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation. Oh, deliver me from deceitful and wicked men.
 For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
 Oh, send out your light and your truth. Let them lead me. Let them bring me to your holy hill, to your tents.
 Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.
 Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him: my Savior, my helper, and my God.
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King James w/Strong’s #s
Psalm 43 (KJVS)
 Judge H8199 (8798) me, O God H430, and plead H7378 (8798) my cause H7379 against an ungodly H3808 H2623 nation H1471: O deliver H6403 (8762) me from the deceitful H4820 and unjust H5766 man H376.
 For thou [art] the God H430 of my strength H4581: why dost thou cast me off H2186 (8804)? why go H1980 (8691) I mourning H6937 (8802) because of the oppression H3906 of the enemy H341 (8802)?
 O send out H7971 (8798) thy light H216 and thy truth H571: let them lead H5148 (8686) me; let them bring H935 (8686) me unto thy holy H6944 hill H2022, and to thy tabernacles H4908.
 Then will I go H935 (8799) unto the altar H4196 of God H430, unto God H410 my exceeding H8057 joy H1524: yea, upon the harp H3658 will I praise H3034 (8686) thee, O God H430 my God H430.
 Why art thou cast down H7817 (8709), O my soul H5315? and why art thou disquieted H1993 (8799) within me? hope H3176 (8685) in God H430: for I shall yet praise H3034 (8686) him, [who is] the health H3444 of my countenance H6440, and my God H430.
Young’s Literal Translation
Psalm 43 (YLT)
 Judge me, O God, And plead my cause against a nation not pious, From a man of deceit and perverseness Thou dost deliver me,
 For thou art the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?
 Send forth Thy light and Thy truth, They-they lead me, they bring me in, Unto Thy holy hill, and unto Thy tabernacles.
 And I go in unto the altar of God, Unto God, the joy of my rejoicing. And I thank Thee with a harp, O God, my God.
 What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!