Psalms, 42

1. [For the choirmaster Poem Of the sons of Korah] As a deer yearns for running streams, so I yearn for you, my God.

1. <To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.> As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

2. I thirst for God, the living God; when shall I go to see the face of God?

2. My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

3. I have no food but tears day and night, as all day long I am taunted, 'Where is your God?'

3. My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where [is] thy God?

4. This I remember as I pour out my heart, how I used to pass under the roof of the Most High used to go to the house of God, among cries of joy and praise, the sound of the feast.

4. When I remember these [things], I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

5. Why be so downcast, why all these sighs? Hope in God! I will praise him still, my Saviour,

5. Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him [for] the help of his countenance.

6. my God. When I am downcast I think of you: from the land of Jordan and Hermon, I think of you, humble mountain.

6. O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

7. Deep is calling to deep by the roar of your cataracts, all your waves and breakers have rolled over me.

7. Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

8. In the daytime God sends his faithful love, and even at night; the song it inspires in me is a prayer to my living God.

8. [Yet] the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song [shall be] with me, [and] my prayer unto the God of my life.

9. I shall say to God, my rock, 'Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go around in mourning, harrassed by the enemy?'

9. I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10. With death in my bones, my enemies taunt me, all day long they ask me, 'Where is your God?'

10. [As] with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where [is] thy God?

11. Why so downcast, why all these sighs? Hope in God! I will praise him still, my Saviour, my God.

11. Why 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 health of my countenance, and my God.