Psalms 42

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, 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 soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?

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

3 My teares haue bin my meate day and night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?

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

4 When I remembred these things, I powred out my very heart, because I had gone with the multitude, and ledde them into the House of God with the voyce of singing, and prayse, as a multitude that keepeth a feast.

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 art thou cast downe, my soule, and vnquiet within me? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his presence.

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 My God, my soule is cast downe within me, because I remember thee, from the land of Iorden, and Hermonim, and from the mount Mizar.

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 One deepe calleth another deepe by the noyse of thy water spoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.

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

8 The Lord will graunt his louing kindenesse in the day, and in the night shall I sing of him, euen a prayer vnto 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 wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth 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 My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?

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

11 Why art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes: he is my present helpe, 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.