Psalm 42

Psalms XLII. & XLIII.

* To the chief Musician, * Maschil, * for * the sons of Korah.

As the hart * panteth after athe water brooks,

So panteth my soul after thee, O God.

2  bMy soul thirsteth for God, for cthe living God:

When shall I come and ccappear before God?

3  dMy tears have been my meat day and night,

eWhile they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

4  When I remember these things, fI pour out my soul in me:

For I had gone with the multitude, I gwent with them to the house of God,

With the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

5  hWhy art thou * cast down, O my soul? and hwhy art thou idisquieted in me?

jHope thou in God: for I shall yet * kpraise him

* For the help of his countenance.

6  O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee

lFrom the land of Jordan, and of the mHermonites, from * the hill Mizar.

7  nDeep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy owaterspouts:

pAll thy qwaves and thy billows are gone over me.

8  Yet the Lord will rcommand his lovingkindness in the daytime,

And sin the night his song shall be with me,

And my prayer unto the God of my life.

9  I will say unto God tmy rock, Why hast thou forgotten me?

uWhy go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10  As with a * sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me;

eWhile they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

11  xWhy art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me?

Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him,

Who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

XLIII.