Psalms 42

¹Psalms 42:1. For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul longs after You, O God.²Psalms 42:2. My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come and appear in God’s presence?³Psalms 42:3. My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”⁴Psalms 42:4. These 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.⁵Psalms 42:5. Why 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.⁶Psalms 42:6. O 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.⁷Psalms 42:7. Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.⁸Psalms 42:8. The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day, and at night His song is with me as a prayer to the God of my life.⁹Psalms 42:9. I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?”¹⁰Psalms 42:10. Like the crushing of my bones, my enemies taunt me, while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”¹¹Psalms 42:11. Why 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.