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BOOK 2 PSALM 42 Thirsting for God in Trouble and Exile. For the choir director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah.
1As the deer pants for the water brooks,So my soul pants 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 day long, “Where is your God?”
4These things I remember and I pour out my soul within me.For I used to go along with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God,With the voice of joy and thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.
5Why are you in despair, O my soul?And why have you become disturbed within me?Hope in God, for I shall again praise HimFor the help of His presence.
6O my God, my soul is in despair within me;Therefore I remember You from the land of the JordanAnd the peaks of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
7Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls;All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me.
8The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime;And His song will be with me in the night,A prayer to the God of my life.
9I will say to God my rock, “Why have You forgotten me?Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”
10As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries revile me,While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
11Why are you in despair, O my soul?And why have you become disturbed within me?Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him,The help of my countenance and my God.