Psalms 42

1 For the chief musician. A maschil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants after streams of water, so I thirst for you, God.

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.

2 I thirst for God, for the living God, when will I come and appear before God?

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I go [again] and be seen in the presence of God?

3 My tears have been my food day and night, while my enemies are always saying to me, “Where is your God?”

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

4 These things I call to mind as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng and led them to the house of God with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude celebrating a festival.

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.

5 Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation.

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.

6 My God, my soul is bowed down within me, therefore I call you to mind from the land of the Jordan, from the three peaks of Mount Hermon, and from the hill of Mizar.

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.

7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves and your billows have gone over me.

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

8 Yet Yahweh will command his covenant faithfulness in the daytime; in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

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.

9 I will say to God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”

I will say unto God, my rock, why hast thou forgotten me? why must I walk grieved, under the oppression of the enemy?

10 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries rebuke me, while they always say to me, “Where is your God?”

It is as death in my bones, when my assailants reproach me; when they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

11 Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation and my God.

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.