Psalms 42

1 BOOK SECOND: “To the chief musician, a Maskil, for the sons of Korach.” As a hart panteth after brooks of water, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

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.

2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I go [again] and be seen in the presence of God?

My soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?

3 My tears have been my food day and night; because men say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

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

4 These things will I remember, and pour out my soul in me: how I was wont to pass along amidst the multitude, journeying with them as a pilgrim to the house of God, with the voice of joyful song and thanksgiving, among the festive throng.

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.

5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul, and disquieted in me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet thank him, because of the salvation of his countenance.

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.

6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and from the peaks of Chermon, from the low mount.

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.

7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: all thy waves and thy billows have passed over me.

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

8 In the daytime the Lord will command his kindness, and in the night his song shall be with me, as a prayer unto the God of my life.

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.

9 I will say unto God, my rock, why hast thou forgotten me? why must I walk grieved, under the oppression of the enemy?

I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?

10 It is as death in my bones, when my assailants reproach me; when they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?

11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within met? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet thank him, the salvation of my countenance, and my God.

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.