Psalm 42:
2
As the deer longs for streams of water,
so my soul longs for you, O God.
3
My soul thirsts for God, the living God.
When can I enter and see the face of God?*
4
My tears have been my bread day and night,
as they ask me every day, “Where is your God?”
5
Those times I recall
as I pour out my soul,
When I would cross over to the shrine of the Mighty One,
to the house of God,
Amid loud cries of thanksgiving,
with the multitude keeping festival.
6
Why are you downcast, my soul;
why do you groan within me?
Wait for God, for I shall again praise him,
my savior and my God.
II
7
My soul is downcast within me;
therefore I remember you
From the land of the Jordan and Hermon,
from Mount Mizar,
8
Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your torrents,
and all your waves and breakers
sweep over me.
9
By day may the LORD send his mercy,
and by night may his righteousness be with me!
I will pray to the God of my life,
10
I will say to God, my rock:
“Why do you forget me?i
Why must I go about mourning
with the enemy oppressing me?”
11
It shatters my bones, when my adversaries reproach me,
when they say to me every day: “Where is your God?”
12
Why are you downcast, my soul,
why do you groan within me?
Wait for God, for I shall again praise him,
my savior and my God.
