Psalms 42

1 To the Overseer. — An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.

To the chief Musician. An instruction; of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water-brooks, so panteth my soul 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 hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, 'Where [is] thy God?'

My tears have been my bread day and night, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

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

These things I remember and have poured out my soul within me: how I passed along with the multitude, how I went on with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a festive multitude.

5 What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance — My God!

Why art thou cast down, my soul, and art disquieted in me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, [for] the health of his countenance.

6 In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

My God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and the Hermons, from mount Mizar.

7 Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy cataracts; all thy breakers and thy billows are gone over me.

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

In the day-time will Jehovah command his loving-kindness, and in the night his song shall be with me, a prayer unto the God of my life.

9 I say to God my rock, 'Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?

I will say unto 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 Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, 'Where [is] thy God?'

As with a crushing in my bones mine adversaries reproach me, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

11 What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

Why art thou cast down, my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my God.