Psalm 42
Wishing to Be Near God
1 As a deer thirsts for streams of water, so I thirst for you, God.
2 I thirst for the living God. When can I go to meet with him?
3 Day and night, my tears have been my food.
People are always saying, “Where is your God?”
4 When I remember these things, I speak with a broken heart.
I used to walk with the crowd and lead them to God’s Temple with songs of praise.
5 Why am I so sad? Why am I so upset?
I should put my hope in God and keep praising him, my Savior and
6 my God.
I am very sad. So I remember you where the Jordan River begins,
near the peaks of Hermon and Mount Mizar.
7 Troubles have come again and again, sounding like waterfalls. Your waves are crashing all around me.
8 The Lord shows his true love every day. At night I have a song, and I pray to my living God.
9 I say to God, my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me?
Why am I sad and troubled by my enemies?”
10 My enemies’ insults make me feel as if my bones were broken.
They are always saying, “Where is your God?”
11 Why am I so sad? Why am I so upset?
I should put my hope in God and keep praising him, my Savior and my God.
Psalm 42
1 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 food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy 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 art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within 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 do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
8 Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, Even a 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 adversaries reproach me, While they continually say 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 help of my countenance, and my God.