The Book of Psalms
Psalms 42
For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah.
BOOK II Psalms 42–72 As the Deer Pants for the Water
1 As the deer pants for streams of water,so my soul longs after You, O God.In many Hebrew manuscripts Psalms 42 and 43 constitute one psalm. Maskil is probably a musical or liturgical term; used for Psalms 32, 42, 44–45, 52–55, 74, 78, 88–89, and 142.
My soul thirsts for God, the living God.When shall I come and appear in God’s presence?Or and see the face of God?
My tears have been my foodboth day and night,while men ask me all day long,“ Where is your God?”
These things come to mind as I pour out my soul:how I walked with the multitude,leading the festive procession to the house of Godwith shouts of joy and praise.
Why are you downcast, O my soul?Why the unease within me?Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Himfor the salvation of His presence.
O my God, my soul despairs within me.Therefore I remember Youfrom the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon —even from Mount Mizar.
Deep calls to deepin the roar of Your waterfalls;all Your breakers and waveshave rolled over me.
The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day,and at night His song is with meas a prayer to the God of my life.
I say to God my Rock,“ Why have You forgotten me?Why must I walk in sorrowbecause of the enemy’s oppression?”
Like the crushing of my bones,my enemies taunt me,while they say to me all day long,“ Where is your God?”
Why are you downcast, O my soul?Why the unease within me?Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him,my Savior and my God.