As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul
after thee, O God.
42:2
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I
come and appear before God?
42:3
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they
continually say unto me, Where [is] thy God?
42:4
When I remember these [things], I pour out my soul in me:
for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the
house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a
multitude that kept holyday.
42:5
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art thou
disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him
[for] the help of his countenance.
42:6
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I
remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites,
from the hill Mizar.
42:7
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all
thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
42:8
[Yet] the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the
daytime, and in the night his song [shall be] with me, [and] my
prayer unto the God of my life.
42:9
I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me?
why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
42:10
[As] with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me;
while they say daily unto me, Where [is] thy God?
42:11
Why 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.
