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.

[For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by the sons of Korah.] As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.

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

My soul thirsts 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 food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your 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 pour out my soul within me, how I used to go in the tent of the Majestic One, to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

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 are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God. For I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God.

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 soul is in despair within me. Therefore I remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.

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

Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your breakers and waves have swept 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.

The LORD will command his loving kindness in the daytime. In the night his song shall be with me: a prayer to 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 ask God, my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go 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 sword in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your 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 are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God. For I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God.