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42:1 For the choir director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for the water brooks, So my soul pants for You, O God.
42:2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God; When shall I come and appear before God?
42:3 My tears have been my food day and night, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
42:4 These things I remember and I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go along with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God, With the sound of a shout of joy and thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.
42:5 Why are you in despair, O my soul? And why are you disturbed within me? Wait for God, for I shall still praise Him, For the salvation of His presence.
42:6 O my God, my soul is in despair within me; Therefore I remember You from the land of the Jordan And the peaks of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
42:7 Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me.
42:8 By day, Yahweh will command His lovingkindness; And by night, His song will be with me, A prayer to the God of my life.
42:9 I say to God my rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”
42:10 As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries reproach me, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
42:11 Why are you in despair, O my soul? And why are you disturbed within me? Wait for God, for I shall still praise Him, The salvation of my presence and my God.