PSALM 42

¹To the lead player, a maskil for the Korahites.

    ²As a deer yearns for streams of water,

          so I yearn for You, O God.

    ³My whole being thirsts for God,

          for the living God.

    When shall I come and see

          the presence of God?

    ⁴My tears became my bread day and night

          as they said to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

    ⁵These do I recall and pour out my heart:

          when I would step in the procession,

    when I would march to the house of God

          with the sound of glad song of the celebrant throng.

    ⁶How bent, my being, how you moan for me!

          Hope in God, for yet will I acclaim Him

              for His rescuing presence.

    ⁷My God, my being is bent for my plight.

          Therefore do I recall You from Jordan land,

              from the Hermons and Mount Mizar.

    ⁸Deep unto deep calls out

          at the sound of Your channels.

              All Your breakers and waves have surged over me.

    ⁹By day the LORD ordains His kindness

          and by night His song is with me—

              prayer to the God of my life.

    ¹⁰I would say to the God my Rock,

          “Why have You forgotten me?

              Why in gloom do I go, hard-pressed by the foe?

    ¹¹With murder in my bones, my enemies revile me

          when they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

    ¹²How bent, my being, how you moan for me!

          Hope in God, for yet will I acclaim Him,

              His rescuing presence and my God.