Psalms 42
BOOK II
Psalms 42–72
As the Deer Pants for the Water
For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah.
1My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come and appear in God’s presence?2My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
3These things come to mind as I pour out my soul: how I walked with the multitude, leading the festive procession to the house of God with shouts of joy and praise.
4Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him for the salvation of His presence.
5O my God, my soul despairs within me. Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon — even from Mount Mizar.
6Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.
7The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day, and at night His song is with me as a prayer to the God of my life.
8I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?”
9Like the crushing of my bones, my enemies taunt me, while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
10Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.