< 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.
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 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 go [again] and be seen in the presence of 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 food day and night; because men 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 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 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, 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 In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill 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 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 waterfalls: all thy waves and thy billows have passed 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 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 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 must I walk grieved, under 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?'
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 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, 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.