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.