Psalms 42

1 For the chief musician. A maschil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants after streams of water, so I thirst for you, God.

BOOK II For the Leader; Maschil of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.

2 I thirst for God, for the living God, when will I come and appear before God?

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: 'When shall I come and appear before God?'

3 My tears have been my food day and night, while my enemies are always saying to me, “Where is your God?”

My tears have been my food day and night, while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is Thy God?'

4 These things I call to mind as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng and led them to the house of God with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude celebrating a festival.

These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I passed on with the throng, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

5 Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why moanest thou within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him for the salvation of His countenance.

6 My God, my soul is bowed down within me, therefore I call you to mind from the land of the Jordan, from the three peaks of Mount Hermon, and from the hill of Mizar.

O my God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore do I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, and the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves and your billows have gone over me.

Deep calleth unto deep at the voice of Thy cataracts; all Thy waves and Thy billows are gone over me.

8 Yet Yahweh will command his covenant faithfulness in the daytime; in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

By day the LORD will command His lovingkindness, and in the night His song shall be with me, even a prayer unto the God of my life.

9 I will say to God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”

I will say unto God my Rock: 'Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning under the oppression of the enemy?'

10 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries rebuke me, while they always say to me, “Where is your God?”

As with a crushing in my bones, mine adversaries taunt me; while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is Thy God?'

11 Why are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation and my God.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why moanest thou within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him, the salvation of my countenance, and my God.