BOOK 2

PSALM 42

Thirsting for God in Trouble and Exile.

For the choir director. A †Maskil of the sons of Korah.

1 As the deer 1pants for the water brooks,

So my soul 1apants for You, O God.

2 My soul athirsts for God, for the bliving God;

When shall I come and 1cappear before God?

3 My atears have been my food day and night,

While they bsay to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

4 These things I remember and I apour out my soul within me.

For I bused to go along with the throng and 1lead them in procession to the house of God,

With the voice of cjoy and thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.

5 aWhy are you 1bin despair, O my soul?

And why have you become cdisturbed within me?

2dHope in God, for I shall 3again praise 4Him

For the 5ehelp of His presence.

6 O my God, my soul is 1in despair within me;

Therefore I aremember You from bthe land of the Jordan

And the 2peaks of cHermon, from Mount Mizar.

7 Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls;

All Your abreakers and Your waves have rolled over me.

8 The Lord will acommand His lovingkindness in the daytime;

And His song will be with me bin the night,

A prayer to cthe God of my life.

9 I will say to God amy rock, “Why have You forgotten me?

Why do I go bmourning 1because of the coppression of the enemy?”

10 As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries revile me,

While they asay to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

11 aWhy are you 1in despair, O my soul?

And why have you become disturbed within me?

2Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him,

The 3help of my countenance and my God.