Psalms 42

1 Unto the end. The understanding of the sons of Korah. As the deer longs for fountains of water, so my soul 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 strong living God. When will I draw close and appear before the face of God?

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

3 My tears have been my bread, day and night. Meanwhile, it is said to me daily: “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 These things I have remembered; and my soul within me, I have poured out. For I will cross into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, all the way to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and confession, the sound of feasting.

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 Why are you sad, my soul? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: 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 and my God. My soul has been troubled within myself. Because of this, I will remember you from the land of the Jordan and from Hermon, from the little mountain.

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 Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.

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

8 In the daylight, the Lord has ordered his mercy; and in the night, a canticle to him. With me is a 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 supporter. Why have you forgotten me? And why do I walk in mourning, while my adversary afflicts 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 are being broken, my enemies, who trouble me, have reproached me. Meanwhile, they say to me every single day, “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 My soul, why are you saddened? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation 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.