Ps 42
0 Psalm 42  For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons
                  of Korah.
                  1 
               As the hart pants after the water brooks, So pants my soul after you, O God.
               2 
               My soul thirsts 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 they continually say to me, Where
                  is your God?
                  
               4 
               These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went 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 cast down, O my soul? And [why] are you disquieted within me? Hope you
                  in God; for I shall yet praise him [For] the help of his countenance.
                  
               6 
               O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember you from the land
                  of the 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
                  are gone over me.
                  
               8 
               [Yet] YHWH will command his lovingkindness in the       day-time; And in the night
                  his song shall be with me, [Even] a prayer to the God of my life.
                  
               9 
               I will say to God my rock, Why have you forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of
                  the oppression of the enemy?
                  
               10 
               As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach       me, While they continually
                  say to me, Where is your God?
                  
               11 
               Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope you in
                  God; for I shall yet praise him, [Who is] the help of my countenance, and my God.