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 maschil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants after streams of water, so I thirst for you, God.

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

I thirst for God, for the living God, when will 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 my enemies are always saying to 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 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.

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

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 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.

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 waves and your billows have 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.

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.

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 to 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 rebuke me, while they always say to 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 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.