Psalm 42

[1]   As a deer longs for flowing streams,  

          so my soul longs for you, O God.  

[2]   My soul thirsts for God,  

          for the living God.  

     When shall I come and behold  

          the face of God?  

[3]   My tears have been my food  

          day and night,  

     while people say to me continually,  

          "Where is your God?"

[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 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]and my God.

     My soul is cast down within me;  

          therefore I remember you  

     from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,  

          from Mount Mizar.  

[7]   Deep calls to deep  

          at the thunder of your cataracts;  

     all your waves and your billows  

          have gone over me.  

[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 say to God, my rock,  

          "Why have you forgotten me?  

     Why must I walk about mournfully  

          because the enemy oppresses me?"  

[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 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.