Psalm 42

1 {to the chief musician, maschil, for the sons of korah } as the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, o god 2 my soul thirsteth for god, for the living god when shall i come and appear before god? 3 my tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, where is thy god? 4 when i remember these things , i pour out my soul in me for i had gone with the multitude, i went with them to the house of god, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday 5 why art thou cast down, o my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou 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 will i remember thee from the land of jordan, and of the hermonites, from the hill mizar 7 deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me 8 yet the lord will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the god of my life 9 i will say unto god my rock, why hast thou forgotten me? why go i mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? 10 as with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, where is thy god? 11 why art thou cast down, o my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in god for i shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my god