Psalm 42

Psalm 42

For the choir director; a maskil^aby Korah’s descendants. 

¹As a deer longs for flowing streams, 

so my soul longs for you, O God. 

²My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. 

When may I come to see God’s face? 

³My tears are my food day and night. 

People ask me all day long, “Where is your God?” 

⁴I will remember these things as I pour out my soul: 

how I used to walk with the crowd 

and lead it in a procession to God’s house. 

⸤I sang⸥ songs of joy and thanksgiving 

while crowds of people celebrated a festival. 

⁵Why are you discouraged, my soul? 

Why are you so restless? 

Put your hope in God, 

because I will still praise him. 

He is my savior and my God. 

⁶My soul is discouraged. 

That is why I will remember you 

in the land of Jordan, on the peaks of Hermon, on Mount Mizar. 

⁷One deep sea calls to another at the roar of your waterspouts. 

All the whitecaps on your waves have swept over me. 

⁸The Lord commands his mercy during the day, 

and at night his song is with me— 

a prayer to the God of my life. 

⁹I will ask God, my rock, 

“Why have you forgotten me? 

Why must I walk around in mourning 

while the enemy oppresses me?” 

¹⁰With a shattering blow to my bones, 

my enemies taunt me. 

They ask me all day long, “Where is your God?” 

¹¹Why are you discouraged, my soul? 

Why are you so restless? 

Put your hope in God, 

because I will still praise him. 

He is my savior and my God.