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.

To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so my soul panteth after thee, O God.

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

My soul thirsteth for God, 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 my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is thy 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!

When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy day.

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!

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his 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 is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

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

Deep calleth to deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are 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.

Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my 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 my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

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

As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, Where is thy 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!

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, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.