Psalms 42

1 To the choirmaster a poem of [the] sons of Korah. Like a deer [which] it pants towards channels of water so being my it pants to you O God.

For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites. Like the hart which longs for brooks of water, I long for you, God.

2 It thirsts being my - for God for [the] God living when? will I go and I may appear? [the] presence of God.

I thirst for God, for my living God. When shall I enter in, and see the face of God?

3 It has been of me tear[s] my food by day and night when say to me all the day where? [is] God your.

My tears have been my food by day and by night; for they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?”

4 These [things] I will remember - and I will pour out on myself - soul my that I passed on - with the crowd I led them to [the] house of God with [the] sound of a shout of joy and thanksgiving a multitude celebrating a festival.

My heart floods with sorrow, as I call to mind: how I used to pass on with the throng, at their head, to the house of God, with glad shouts and giving of thanks, in the throng who kept festival.

5 Why? are you bowed down - O soul my and were you in turmoil? on me wait for God for again I will give thanks to him [the] salvation of presence his.

Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.

6 O God my on me being my it is bowed down there-fore I will remember you from [the] land of [the] Jordan and Hermon from mount Mizar.

I am sunk in my misery; I will therefore call you to mind from the land of Jordan and Hermon, the mountain Mizar.

7 Deep to deep [is] calling to [the] sound waterfalls your all breakers your and waves your over me they have passed.

Flood is calling to flood at the noise of your cataracts; all your waves and your breakers have passed over me.

8 By day - he commands Yahweh - covenant loyalty his and in the night (song his *Q(K)*) [is] with me a prayer to [the] God of life my.

In the day I cry to the Lord to summon his kindness; and the song that I sing in the night is a prayer to the living God.

9 I will say - to God rock my why? have you forgotten me why? mourning do I walk in [the] oppression of an enemy.

I say to God my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I walk so sadly, so hard pressed by the foe?”

10 With a shattering - in bones my they have taunted me opposers my when say they to me all the day where? [is] God your.

It pierces me to the heart to hear the enemy’s taunts, as all the day long they say to me, “Where is your God?”

11 Why? are you bowed down - O soul my and why? are you in turmoil on me wait for God for again I will give thanks to him [the] salvation of face my and God my.

Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.