Psalms 42

1 For the end, [a Psalm] for instruction, for the sons of Core. As the hart earnestly desires the fountains of water, so my soul earnestly longs for you, O God.

For the chief musician. A maschil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants after streams of water, so I thirst for you, God.

2 My soul has thirsted for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

I thirst for God, for the living God, when will I come and appear before God?

3 My tears have been bread to me day and night, while they daily said to me, Where is your God?

My tears have been my food day and night, while my enemies are always saying to me, “Where is your God?”

4 I remembered these things, and poured out my soul in me, for I will go to the place of your wondrous tabernacle, [even] to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and thanksgiving and of the sound of those who keep festival.

These things I call to mind as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng and led them to the house of God with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude celebrating a festival.

5 Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the salvation of my countenance.

Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation.

6 O my God, my soul has been troubled within me: therefore will I remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Ermonites, from the little hill.

My God, my soul is bowed down within me, therefore I call you to mind from the land of the Jordan, from the three peaks of Mount Hermon, and from the hill of Mizar.

7 Deep calls to deep at the voice of your cataracts: all your billows and your waves have gone over me.

Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves and your billows have gone over me.

8 By day the Lord will command his mercy, and manifest [it] by night: with me [is] prayer to the God of my life.

Yet Yahweh will command his covenant faithfulness in the daytime; in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

9 I will say to God, You are my helper; why have you forgotten me? therefore do I go sad of countenance, while the enemy oppresses [me]?

I will say to God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”

10 While my bones were breaking, they that afflicted me reproached me; while they said to me daily, Where is your God?

As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries rebuke me, while they always say to me, “Where is your God?”

11 Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the health of my countenance, and my God.

Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation and my God.