Psalm 42

₁As a deer pants for flowing streams,

so pants my soul for you, O God.

₂My soul thirsts for God,

for the living God.

When shall I come and appear before God?

₃My tears have been my food

day and night,

while they say to me all the day long,

“Where is your God?”

₄These things I remember,

as I pour out my soul:

how I would go with the throng

and lead them in procession to the house of God

with glad shouts and songs of praise,

a multitude keeping festival.

₅Why are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation ₆and my God.

My soul is cast down within me;

therefore I remember you

from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,

from Mount Mizar.

₇Deep calls to deep

at the roar of your waterfalls;

all your breakers and your waves

have gone over me.

₈By day the Lord commands his steadfast love,

and at night his song is with me,

a prayer to the God of my life.

₉I say to God, my rock:

“Why have you forgotten me?

Why do I go mourning

because of the oppression of the enemy?”

₁₀As with a deadly wound in my bones,

my adversaries taunt me,

while they say to me all the day long,

“Where is your God?”

₁₁Why are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation and my God.