Daily Psalms - Classical Psalms Every Day

Listen to Psalms chapters 41, 42, 43, 44, and 45 in today's episode.

The Psalms are a collection of Hebrew poems and hymns written by some of the greatest people in history sharing their most intimate moments of faith. Join us each day as we open our hearts and minds to the word of God. These praises from King David, Moses, and others have impacted kings and peasants, men and women, parents and children, for thousands of years. Now you can begin each day in the very same way.

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What is Daily Psalms - Classical Psalms Every Day?

An audio Psalm a day set to classical music.

Begin or end each day meditating on the word of God and the timeless poetry of the Psalms. Each episode is set to beautiful classical and orchestral music that will help you ground your soul in the Bible.

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Psalm 41 - To the chief
Musician, A Psalm of David.

Blessed is he that considereth
the poor: the Lord will

deliver him in time of trouble.

The Lord will preserve him, and keep
him alive; and he shall be blessed upon

the earth: and thou wilt not deliver
him unto the will of his enemies.

The Lord will strengthen him upon
the bed of languishing: thou wilt

make all his bed in his sickness.

I said, Lord, be merciful unto me: heal
my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

Mine enemies speak evil of me, When
shall he die, and his name perish?

And if he come to see me, he
speaketh vanity: his heart

gathereth iniquity to itself; when
he goeth abroad, he telleth it.

All that hate me whisper together against
me: against me do they devise my hurt.

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth
fast unto him: and now that he

lieth he shall rise up no more.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom
I trusted, which did eat of my bread,

hath lifted up his heel against me.

But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me,
and raise me up, that I may requite them.

By this I know that thou
favourest me, because mine

enemy doth not triumph over me.

And as for me, thou upholdest me
in mine integrity, and settest

me before thy face for ever.

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel
from everlasting, and to everlasting.

Amen, and Amen.

Psalm 42.

To the chief musician Maskell.

For the sons of Korah.

. Psalm 42 - To the chief Musician,
Maschil, for the sons of Korah.

As the hart panteth after the water
brooks, so So panteth my soul after thee.

Oh God.

My soul thirsts for God.

For the living God.

Wind, shall I come and appear before God?

My tears have been my meat day
and night while they continually

say unto me, where is that?

I got.

When I remember these things,
I pour out my soul in me for,

I have gone with the multitude.

I went with them to the house of God.

With the voice of joy and praise
with a multitude that kept holy day.

Why aren't the cats down?

Oh my soul.

And why art thou disquieted in me.

Hope though on God.

For, I shall yet praise him for
the help of his countenance.

Oh, my God.

My soul is cast down within me.

Therefore will.

I remember the, from the land of Jordan.

Ended up the Herman Knights.

From the hill of miser.

Deep calm.

And to deep at the noise
of the water spouts.

All of the waves and my
billows are gone over me.

You get the Lord will command his
loving kindness in the daytime.

And then the night, his
song shall be with me.

And my prayer unto the God of my life.

I will say unto God, my rock.

Why has style forgotten me?

Why go I'm mourning because of
the oppression of the enemy.

As with a sword in my bones
might enemies reproach me.

Well, they say daily on to me.

Where is that?

I got.

Why aren't the cast down on my soul.

And why are our thought
disquieted within me?

Hope though in God.

For, I shall yet praise him.

Who is the health of my
countenance and my God.

Psalm 43

Judge me, O God, and plead my cause
against an ungodly nation: O deliver

me from the deceitful and unjust man.

For thou art the God of my
strength: why dost thou cast me off?

why go I mourning because of
the oppression of the enemy?

O send out thy light and thy truth: let
them lead me; let them bring me unto

thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles.

Then will I go unto the altar of God,
unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the

harp will I praise thee, O God my God.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul?

and why art thou disquieted within me?

hope in God: for I shall yet
praise him, who is the health

of my countenance, and my God.

Psalm 44 - To the chief Musician
for the sons of Korah, Maschil.

We have heard with our ears, O God, our
fathers have told us, what work thou

didst in their days, in the times of old.

How thou didst drive out the
heathen with thy hand, and plantedst

them; how thou didst afflict
the people, and cast them out.

For they got not the land in possession by
their own sword, neither did their own arm

save them: but thy right hand, and thine
arm, and the light of thy countenance,

because thou hadst a favour unto them.

Thou art my King, O God:
command deliverances for Jacob.

Through thee will we push down our
enemies: through thy name will we tread

them under that rise up against us.

For I will not trust in my bow,
neither shall my sword save me.

But thou hast saved us from our enemies,
and hast put them to shame that hated us.

In God we boast all the day long,
and praise thy name for ever.

Selah.

But thou hast cast off, and
put us to shame; and goest

not forth with our armies.

Thou makest us to turn back
from the enemy: and they which

hate us spoil for themselves.

Thou hast given us like sheep
appointed for meat; and hast

scattered us among the heathen.

Thou sellest thy people for
nought, and dost not increase

thy wealth by their price.

Thou makest us a reproach to our
neighbours, a scorn and a derision

to them that are round about us.

Thou makest us a byword among the heathen,
a shaking of the head among the people.

My confusion is continually before me,
and the shame of my face hath covered me,

For the voice of him that
reproacheth and blasphemeth; by

reason of the enemy and avenger.

All this is come upon us; yet have
we not forgotten thee, neither have

we dealt falsely in thy covenant.

Our heart is not turned back, neither
have our steps declined from thy way;

Though thou hast sore broken us in
the place of dragons, and covered

us with the shadow of death.

If we have forgotten the name
of our God, or stretched out

our hands to a strange god;

Shall not God search this out?

for he knoweth the secrets of the heart.

Yea, for thy sake are we killed
all the day long; we are counted

as sheep for the slaughter.

Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord?

arise, cast us not off for ever.

Wherefore hidest thou thy
face, and forgettest our

affliction and our oppression?

For our soul is bowed down to the dust:
our belly cleaveth unto the earth.

our help, and redeem us
for thy mercies' sake.

Psalm 45 - To the chief Musician
upon Shoshannim, for the sons of

Korah, Maschil, A Song of loves.

My heart is inditing a good matter:
I speak of the things which I have

made touching the king: my tongue
is the pen of a ready writer.

Thou art fairer than the children of men:

thy lips: therefore God
hath blessed thee for ever.

Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most
mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.

And in thy majesty ride prosperously
because of truth and meekness and

righteousness; and thy right hand
shall teach thee terrible things.

Thine arrows are sharp in the
heart of the king's enemies;

whereby the people fall under thee.

Thy throne, O God, is for ever
and ever: the sceptre of thy

kingdom is a right sceptre.

Thou lovest righteousness, and
hatest wickedness: therefore God,

thy God, hath anointed thee with the
oil of gladness above thy fellows.

All thy garments smell of myrrh, and
aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory

palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.

Kings' daughters were among thy
honourable women: upon thy right hand

did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.

Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and
incline thine ear; forget also thine

own people, and thy father's house;

So shall the king greatly
desire thy beauty: for he is

thy Lord; and worship thou him.

And the daughter of Tyre shall be
there with a gift; even the rich among

the people shall intreat thy favour.

The king's daughter is all glorious
within: her clothing is of wrought gold.

She shall be brought unto the
king in raiment of needlework: the

virgins her companions that follow
her shall be brought unto thee.

With gladness and rejoicing
shall they be brought: they shall

enter into the king's palace.

Instead of thy fathers shall be
thy children, whom thou mayest

make princes in all the earth.

I will make thy name to be remembered
in all generations: therefore shall the

people praise thee for ever and ever.