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.