PSALMS 42

                         BOOK II
                      Psalms 42-72
 For the director of music. A maskil of the
                    Sons of Korah.
1  As the deer pants for streams of water,
       so my soul pants for you, O God.
2  My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
       When can I go and meet with God?
3  My tears have been my food
       day and night,
    while men say to me all day long,
       "Where is your God?"
4  These things I remember
     as I pour out my soul:
    how I used to go with the multitude,
      leading the procession to the house of
           God,
    with shouts of joy and thanksgiving
      among the festive throng.

5  Why are you downcast, O my soul?
       why so disturbed within me?
    Put your hope in God,
       for I will yet praise him,
       my Savior and my God.

6  My soul is downcast within me;
       therefore I will remember you
    from the land of the Jordan,
       the heights of Hermon - from Mount
            Mizar.
7  Deep calls to deep
      in the roar of your waterfalls;
    all your waves and breakers
      have swept over me.

8  By day the Lord directs his love,
      at night his song is with me -
      a prayer to the God of my life.

9  I say to God my Rock,
      "Why have you forgotten me?
    Why must I go about mourning,
       oppressed by the enemy?"
10  My bones suffer mortal agony
       as my foes taunt me,
     saying to me all day long,
       "Where is your God?"

11  Why are you downcast, O my soul?
        Why so disturbed within me?
      Put your hope in God,
        for I will yet praise him,
        my Savior and my God.