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.

“BOOK II. For the leader of the music. A song of the sons of Korah.” As the hart panteth for the water-brooks, So panteth my soul for 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 soul thirsteth for God, 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 say to me continually, “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 think of it, I pour out my soul in grief; How I once walked with the multitude, Walked slowly with them to the house of God, Amid sounds of joy and praise with the festive multitude!

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 down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, Him, my deliverer 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 cast down within me, While I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermon, From the mountain Mizar.

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

Deep calleth for deep at the noise of thy waterfalls; All thy waves and billows have gone 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.

Once the LORD commanded his kindness by day, And by night his praise was with me, -Thanksgiving 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?

Now I say to God, my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning on account 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?

Like the crushing of my bones are the reproaches of the enemy, While they say to me continually, “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 down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, Him, my deliverer and my God!