Psalms, 42

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0. To the choirmaster. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah.

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. As a hart longs for flowing streams, so longs my soul for thee, O God.

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

2. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of 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 food day and night, while men say to me continually, "Where is your 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. These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng, and led them in procession to the house of God, with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.

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

5. Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help

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. and my God. My soul is cast down within me, therefore I remember thee from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

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

7. Deep calls to deep at the thunder of thy cataracts; all thy waves and thy billows have 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. By day the LORD commands his steadfast love; and at night his song is with me, a prayer to 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 say to 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 deadly wound in my body, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me continually, "Where is your God?"

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

11. Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God.