Psalms 42

1 TO THE OVERSEER. AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. As a deer pants for streams of water, So my soul pants toward You, O God.

For the end, [a Psalm] for instruction, for the sons of Core. As the hart earnestly desires the fountains of water, so my soul earnestly longs for you, O God.

2 My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?

My soul has thirsted for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

3 My tear has been bread day and night to me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”

My tears have been bread to me day and night, while they daily said to me, Where is your God?

4 These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the shelter, I go softly with them to the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping celebration!

I remembered these things, and poured out my soul in me, for I will go to the place of your wondrous tabernacle, [even] to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and thanksgiving and of the sound of those who keep festival.

5 Why bow yourself, O my soul? Indeed, are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him: The salvation of my countenance—my God!

Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the salvation of my countenance.

6 My soul bows itself in me, Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from Mount Mizar.

O my God, my soul has been troubled within me: therefore will I remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Ermonites, from the little hill.

7 Deep is calling to deep At the noise of Your waterspouts, All Your breakers and Your billows passed over me.

Deep calls to deep at the voice of your cataracts: all your billows and your waves have gone over me.

8 By day YHWH commands His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life.

By day the Lord will command his mercy, and manifest [it] by night: with me [is] prayer to the God of my life.

9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning in the oppression of an enemy?”

I will say to God, You are my helper; why have you forgotten me? therefore do I go sad of countenance, while the enemy oppresses [me]?

10 With a sword in my bones My adversaries have reproached me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”

While my bones were breaking, they that afflicted me reproached me; while they said to me daily, Where is your God?

11 Why bow yourself, O my soul? And why are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? hope in God; for I will give thanks to him; [he is] the health of my countenance, and my God.