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.

[For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by the sons of Korah.] As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, 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 soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?

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

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your 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.

These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go in the tent of the Majestic One, to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

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 are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God. For I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God.

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 soul is in despair within me. Therefore I remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.

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

Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your breakers and waves have swept over 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.

YHWH will command his loving kindness in the daytime. In the night his song shall be with me: a prayer to 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 will ask God, my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"

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?

As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your 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 are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God. For I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God.