The Psalms

Psalm 42

For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah.

 ^42:1As the hart panteth after the water brooks,

 So panteth my soul after thee, O God.

 ^42:2My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God:

 When shall I come and appear before God?

 ^42:3My tears have been my food day and night,

 While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

 ^42:4These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me,

 How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God,

 With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

 ^42:5Why art thou cast down, O my soul?

 And why art thou disquieted within me?

 Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him

 For the help of his countenance.

 ^42:6O my God, my soul is cast down within me:

 Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan,

 And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

 ^42:7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls:

 All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

 ^42:8Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time;

 And in the night his song shall be with me,

 Even a prayer unto the God of my life.

 ^42:9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me?

 Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

 ^42:10As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me,

 While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

 ^42:11Why art thou cast down, O my soul?

 And why art thou disquieted within me?

 Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him,

 Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.